Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 496 Imperial bestowed armor, passed on by General Nirvana

After Ning Fan finished speaking, he showed his balance.

"If you don't believe me, you can pay first and then ship."

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand... Brother, I am your long-lost brother!"

The treasure friends really wanted to take it seriously, but the string of zeros was too long. The key is that the front is not a zero, but a real number.

With this wealth, let alone a small goal, even if Ning Fan wants everything now, they all believe that they have this strength.

The key is cash!

All Baoyou who are in business understand the concept of so much cash.

Even if Ning Fan doesn't do anything, the cash is deposited in the bank, and the interest is the first prize of one bet every day.

The key is cash!
Don't look at how many rich people say how much they earn, but it's all book funds, which are numbers on paper. If they are asked to come up with cash, I'm afraid it really isn't as much as Master Ning.

The point is, Master Ning's industry is too stable, there is no need to worry about any inflation, and there is no cost.

Not to mention the cost.

It seems that there is a shop in Tiandu City, but that is free of charge!

What else did Baoyou want to ask, and realized that the question now is not how much money Master Ning has, but how much this thing is worth.

"Want to know?"

Ning Fan smiled, but didn't say anything.

The treasure friends came up with a mouthful of blood, and couldn't hold it back.

What else do they want to know if they don't want to know the price?Isn't it just waiting!
"Di Qing's armor was awarded by Song Renzong. It was handed down from generation to generation. It was fought a hundred years ago. Think about it for yourself, how much is it worth?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at his family-inherited martial arts treasure friend.

"This armor should have a mask, can you still find it?"

The system prompts that there is a mask, and Ning Fan knows that it must not be lost. As for where, although it can be seen at a glance, it is not necessary.

The owner of the thing is here, just ask.

"There seems to be a mask, but I can't remember where I put it, wait for me to find it."

Baoyou left the screen, heard the sound of rummaging through boxes, and it took him a long time to come back.

"Master Ning, is this it?"

After the voice fell, everyone saw the picture and their hairs stood on end.

The mask is also a bit too scary.

The whole body is dark, like a ghost face, only the eyes and the bridge of the nose have gaps for seeing and breathing, and the rest is completely sealed.

The buckle on the helmet fits perfectly without any gaps.

"This... what the hell is this?"

The treasure friends trembled subconsciously.

If you say that this thing is the armor of a famous general, this mask does not look like it at all, but if you say that this thing is not good, the armor and armor pieces on it cannot be faked.

They have checked the information just now, this armor is called chain mail, but the armor pieces with mountain pattern are not affordable by ordinary people.

After all, ordinary chain mail is just fastened together with iron rings, and there are variants that just change the shape. If you want to make such a pair of armor, you need connections and money.

Although the Song Dynasty did not ban weapons, the private possession of armor was also punished according to the theory of treason.

It is not easy to have such a set of armor.

"Is it really Di Qing?"

"What is it? The anchor said yes, but it can't be right every time!"

"I've only heard of a Lanling king wearing a mask, and the Lanling Entrance Song, but Di Qing hasn't heard of it?"

"Grandson of Di Renjie? What kind of real ability does this kind of person rely on the shadow of his ancestors to get up?"

"I'm afraid you can't even wear such heavy armor?"

The treasure friends became apprehensive.

Although Master Ning has a high accuracy rate, it does not affect some new treasure friends who are still skeptical without experience.

"Di Qing is the grandson of Di Renjie?"

Ning Fan laughed.

I really didn't expect that there were such talents in my live broadcast room.

One is from the mid-Tang Dynasty, and the other is from the Northern Song Dynasty. The difference is 300 years, and the grandson?It would be nice to have a family tree.

But most treasure friends don't understand, so they still need to explain clearly.

"Di Qing came from a poor family, and Song Renzong rewarded him with this set of armor to cover up his ugliness."

"Di Qing has a nickname called General Mian Nie. It is said that he has resignation and scars on his face. Every time he fights, his hair is disheveled and he wears a copper mask."

"Song Renzong cherishes talents and once persuaded him to apply medicine to remove the scars and tattoos on his face. Di Qing said that this is his experience, and there is no need to hide it. It can also demonstrate Song Renzong's generous behavior in employing people."

"Song Renzong was overjoyed, so he rewarded him with a set of golden chain mail and a majestic mask. I hope he can be as brave and good at fighting as King Lanling."

"Later Di Qing did indeed do this and became a famous general in the Northern Song Dynasty. This suit of armor is the origin of this."

The friends of Bao swallowed their saliva and stared at the armor, not daring to blink.

They thought there was some kind of reversal just now, but they didn't expect it to be true.

If this is true, this value is really extraordinary.

The treasure friends dare not think about it anymore.

Song Dynasty, Yuci, and modern times have been on the battlefield...

"That's right! Master Ning, how do you know that this armor has been used on the battlefield? You can't just talk nonsense."

"There is evidence."

Ning Fan nodded and asked Baoyou to reveal the side of the armor.

I only saw a few gray-black depressions on the mountain-pattern armor plate on the side, just close to the black brocade band, like a reflection of color, so no one noticed it.

"This is the bullet mark, the trace of the large-cap ammunition that was popular on the battlefield back then."

"Moreover, judging from the location of the bullet marks, it was formed only after being injured on the side. It should have been outflanked to have such a result."

Ning Fan said lightly.

"God!"

The treasure friends didn't speak, but the family-inherited martial arts treasure friends shouted loudly.

"Master Ning, how did you find out? If I hadn't heard from my grandfather, I wouldn't even know about it."

"Is there a story?"

"Yes, I have!"

My family-inherited martial arts treasure friend just started talking.

"During the war, our younger soldiers were about to be transferred, and they happened to come to raid. Our family has practiced martial arts for generations, so we volunteered to help keep watch. My great-grandfather took the lead."

"His old man practiced external skills back then, with long fists, closed swords, and horizontal strikes. He was very powerful."

"Put on this armor, carry the Daguan Dao and lead people to guard the entrance of the village."

"When the enemy came over and saw him, they thought he was seeing ghosts and gods. Their legs were so frightened that they were so frightened that they disappeared before they could shoot."

"The front is pretty good, but I don't know how they discovered the problem later, so they asked someone to shoot coldly from the side."

"My great-grandfather was shot, and the marks are left behind."

"Later, I wanted to donate this thing, but my family felt that it had been handed down by the ancestors for hundreds of years, so I couldn't donate it anyway, so I kept it until now."

"This time, I also showed it to Baoyou and Master Ning. It is still impossible to sell or donate."

"understand."

Ning Fan nodded, admiring Baoyou's idea.

After all, there are not many people who know the value of this thing and can be so calm.

Not to mention that Baoyou has so many experiences, it should be collected well.

(End of this chapter)