Transmigrated into a tyrannical ruler that everyone loathes... As the Emperor, I can't run away. So, when there are matters, let the ministers handle them. When there's nothing to do, shoul...
"Bring me a charcoal pencil!" Baili Tang said to his followers. He was used to using charcoal pencils. "And some white paper!"
It’s really difficult for me, I have to teach on the spot again!
When will I be able to: let the ministers do the work when there is something to do, and punish them when there is nothing to do? This ideal of mine is too difficult to achieve!
Meng Fang and Zhang Dongzheng had both seen Baili Tang write, but this was the first time he had seen him draw!
Including Ye Chao, Chao Maner and others, everyone was watching!
For someone who can draw people vividly through sketching, how difficult is it for him to design down jackets?
Baili Tang's skillful painting skills left everyone dumbfounded.
In half a cup of tea, he finished the hand-drawn draft.
"Why are the clothes only for the upper body?" Chao Man'er asked in confusion.
Baili Tang: "If you don't understand, don't ask. Can't you just study quietly first?"
Next, Baili Tang explained the production process of down jackets to everyone, and Song Tian took notes with his charcoal pencil.
After talking for about half an hour, Song Tian started working himself, with a few nimble and agile subordinates helping him.
An hour later, a rough and ugly down jacket was completed after being pieced together.
Chao Man'er: "It's so ugly, I'd never wear it even if you kill me!"
Baili Tang said to Erhu, "Erhu, are you afraid of the cold? Come and try it."
Erhu, relying on his thick skin, wore relatively little today—the key point being that he didn't have many decent clothes. He couldn't be too shabby when he was with the princess and Chao Man'er...
As soon as he put it on, Erhu exclaimed in surprise: "This is too warm!"
Chao Man'er: "It's obvious he's a shill!!"