"Uh, it will burn!"

"That's still a wooden tool!"

"Hey, hey, why are you burning it? Lacquerware is rare and precious!"

"That's right. In addition to being fire-proof, this lacquerware is pretty good...but, why not make such a good thing? Here, it seems that there are only three lacquerwares!"

Yao Yao rolled his eyes:

"Paint is the juice of the sumac tree. Cut the bark and let it flow out the juice, which is paint. How much juice can the tree have? Many trees will not have juice flowing out at all."

"And not everyone can cut lacquer. Only some special people can cut lacquer. Most people cannot even get close to the lacquer tree."

"So, lacquerware is very rare. These lacquerware were rewarded by the king's uncle, otherwise I wouldn't have either."

"Huh? So magical? Most people can't get close to each other? Why? Will you die if you get close?"

"Diet you won't die, but you will have redness, swollenness and itchiness all over your body. I heard that it is very itchy, and the whole body is so itchy that it can't stand it, so how can you work?"

Shaokang was a little disappointed.

He thought he had discovered a good material for shipbuilding.

If a thick layer is applied on the boat, the boat will not leak and become stronger.

The idea is good, but it is unrealistic.

Didn't see Yao Yao, who is the prince, only owns these three small lacquerware?

How big is this lacquerware?

The size of a palm!

If you paint a boat with paint, then how expensive is the ship?

Can't afford it!
Chapter completed!