A crown princess who doesn't do infrastructure construction isn't a good doctor.

After the three of them went out, Qin Suiyou went to the side to look at the drawing board that Beitang Yan had placed on his lap.

"Huh? What are you..."

Beitang Yan put down his brush, looked up, and said, "How is it? Does it look like the real thing?"

Qin Suiyou raised his hand and glanced at it, then looked back at the drawing board.

"It's quite similar."

While Qin Suiyou was talking to others, he gently placed his hand on the desk. In the short time it took to talk to Jinwen and the other two, a slender, well-proportioned, and not-at-all-feminine hand appeared on Beitang Yan's drawing paper. If color were added, it would be almost indistinguishable from the same photograph.

After peeling the paper off the canvas, Qin Suiyou held it up to the sunlight and admired it for a while before saying, "Since it's a painting of my hand, then I'll accept it."

Seeing that his wife approved of the painting, Beitang Yan grinned foolishly and said, "Wife, is there any way to add color to this realistic style of painting? If so, teach me and I'll paint it for you."

Seeing Beitang Yan's eager expression, as if he were about to paint hundreds more, Qin Suiyou asked with a smile, "Are you addicted to painting?"

Beitang Yan shook his head, not quite agreeing with this statement.

"I didn't want to draw, I just wanted to draw for you."

Seeing Beitang Yan so earnestly and unknowingly uttering sweet nothings, Qin Suiyou said nothing more. Considering that there was a realistic meticulous painting school at present, but it had not been developed for long and was not favored by many people in the context of the general trend of emphasizing freehand brushwork, Qin Suiyou decided to put aside meticulous painting for the time being.

Then, Qin Suiyou said to Beitang Yan, "I've thought of a very realistic painting method, but I don't have the materials I need yet. You should learn sketching first, and I'll get you colored pencils later. You can draw for fun for a while, and I'll teach you when I have the materials ready."

Upon hearing Qin Suiyou's words, Beitang Yan became somewhat worried.

"Are you going to do it yourself? Won't it be troublesome and tiring? Maybe you shouldn't bother?"

Feeling comforted by such concern, Qin Suiyou smiled and shook his head.

"It's no trouble. You're capable of doing it yourself, and there are so many people in the yard, I don't need to do it myself."

Beitang Yan suddenly realized and said, "That's right, when the time comes, just tell me what to do, but don't tire yourself out."

Finding no way to secure the rolled-up painting, Qin Suiyou discreetly took a pure white ribbon from his sleeve pocket, wrapped it around the rolled-up paper, placed it in an empty painting tube, and then put it on a nearby bookshelf within easy reach.

The painting, created on a whim, not only received recognition but was also presented with such solemnity by Qin Suiyou. Beitang Yan was secretly delighted, but his joy was impossible to hide on his face.

"Alright, put the easel down and go eat first."

"I'll release it right away!"

After noon, Lawson figured that Qin Suiyou's lunch break had already passed, so he put down the small wooden block in his hand and went to the study.

When they arrived at the study, Qin Suiyou was indeed already there, supervising Beitang Yan as he sharpened his brush. To paint well, accurate brush sharpening was an essential step.

"The Righteous One".

Upon hearing Lawson's voice, Qin Suiyou waved.

"come on."

Lawson stepped forward, thinking that when they returned in the morning, they were so busy reporting to Qin Suiyou that they hadn't bothered to greet Beitang Yan, even though Beitang was holding a large drawing board and had blocked their view. It was quite a while before they realized what had happened.

Now it was clear that Lawson had come here less often in the past few days, and was still somewhat afraid of the young master. He gave a proper bow, but the order of the bow still revealed his thoughts.

"Greetings to the King and the Crown Prince."

Beitang Yan didn't have as much as he did. He was struggling with the small knife in his hand and the pen, which was not even as thick as his little finger. He nodded and said "hmm" as a form of response.

Qin Suiyou raised his hand to help Luo Sen up.

"Just call out symbolically in the yard. The others are used to it now. I've been having you help with things, which has reduced your time to interact with others."

Lawson waved his hand, pursed his lips, and said, "It's nothing. I'm not good at communicating with many people anyway, and they usually chat with me after they finish their work."

Qin Suiyou nodded and said, "That's good. Here, this is the easel and the matching stool. I needed it in a bit of a hurry, so I drew it in more detail. Remember to take a good look. The easel should be height-adjustable, as should the stool. And this drawing board, remember to sand it smooth and then apply a layer of oil. You'll be drawing on it with paper, so it can't be uneven. Besides these, I still have a little test for you. When you're not using it, the easel, drawing board, and stool should be able to be stored together, and it would be best to leave some space for other calligraphy and painting tools."

As Qin Suiyou spoke, Luo Sen looked at the blueprints and began to think. He noted down the effect Qin Suiyou wanted to achieve. Luo Sen looked up and asked, "Lord, we still lack some tools in the manor. Can I take them to Zhao's woodworking shop and borrow their tools? They have a very complete set of tools."

Qin Suiyou nodded and said, "Of course you can. As long as the carpenters in the woodworking shop agree to let you go, I will make sure to let you know in advance so that you can leave the manor."

Lawson smiled shyly; his concern wasn't about not being able to leave the manor.

"If we take it to a woodworking shop to have it made, the methods used might be revealed..."

Raising his hand to pause Lawson's words, Qin Suiyou said, "Have you forgotten the requirements I initially made for the woodworking shop we're cooperating with? I have complete control over these methods, but I'm not aiming to make money from them. I hope more people can gain legitimate benefits from them."

Lawson hugged the blueprints back to his arms and said apologetically, "I was narrow-minded. Please don't take offense, Zhengjun."

After saying that, he bowed deeply.

He woke the man up and, while inspecting the pen that Beitang Yan had sharpened, said, "What's there to blame me for? You were just looking out for me. Alright, I have nothing more to say. Take the blueprints and go back to work on them. I have other things to do here."

Qin Suiyou waved the pen in his hand at Lawson, indicating that he could leave.

"Yes."

Qin Suiyou put down his pen and saw that Beitang Yan was almost sweating. He had no choice but to take the knife and the pen that was not yet finished sharpening.

"You don't need to be so afraid of it breaking. If you control your strength well, you can be more casual when you strike it. Being too deliberate will only make things more likely to go wrong."

Seeing Qin Suiyou quickly whittle a skewer and place it on the desk, Beitang Yan immediately turned into a boastful rascal.

"Wife, you're amazing! Not only are your hands beautiful, but the dishes and desserts you make are also beautiful. The pen you're sharpening now is also quite beautiful, and you're so fast. I definitely can't compare to you."

Qin Suiyou paused, his expression turning strange. Beitang Yan noticed this change and immediately asked, "What's wrong, wife? Did you cut your hand? Let me see!"

Qin Suiyou casually spread his hands out; there wasn't a single scratch, just a little bit of colored pencil ink stain.

Just as Beitang Yan was about to examine Qin Suiyou's hands thoroughly, Qin Suiyou asked in a sinister tone, "When you say you're not as good as me, are you referring to my technique or my speed?"

After the inspection, Beitang Yan, relieved, was a little confused by the question. He opened and closed his lips a few times before saying, "Yes, I have them all."

Then, Qin Suiyou narrowed his handsome eyes and gradually reached his stained hand toward Beitang Yan.

"Do you know the saying, 'You should never tell a man that he's fast'?"

Before she finished speaking, her hand was already smeared on Beitang Yan's handsome face.