"Bang bang bang..."

The big iron gate of the farmyard was slapped and the voice of the courier came from outside: "Brother Zhu, your courier! Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu..."

"Come here, come here!"

Zhu Ming, who had just finished washing up, stretched out and opened the door.

The courier is an old acquaintance. He stood on the side of the van, holding the edge of the cardboard box and said, "Brother Zhu, what did you buy? I can't move it alone."

"Then you should exercise, you can't move even more than 60 pounds." Zhu Ming smiled.

The courier said: "It's only more than 60 kilograms? I think it's all eighty kilograms... Brother Zhu, the trailer is broken, please help me."

The two carried the express box and carefully put it down in the yard.

Zhu Ming immediately unboxed the box and inspected the goods, and the courier also took out his mobile phone to record the video. This courier is insured with high amounts, so he is not afraid of being damaged and broken in the middle, but he is afraid that someone will replace it with stone bricks.

The utility knife cut the transparent tape, and the packaging box was disassembled layer by layer, and some armor pieces were soon exposed. Zhu Ming nodded and said, "No problem."

"Then you sign for it." The courier also smiled.

After signing for the express delivery, the delivery guy did not leave. He liked to watch it from Zhu Ming.

Zhu Ming is a history science blogger. He makes a living by posting videos to earn traffic. He occasionally receives some advertisements to make extra money. Maybe he is not very famous and the advertisements he receives are not of high quality. He is all electric toothbrushes, self-heating hot pot, mite ointment, etc., and he has not even received advertisements for krypton gold web games.

Of course, live broadcasts are also occasionally launched.

Zhu Ming took out the shooting equipment, set it up in front of the express box, and waited for a while, and found that there were only more than a dozen viewers in the live broadcast room - it was too early, and those who stayed up late to practice immortality have not yet gotten up.

"Brothers, there's something good today!"

Zhu Ming held up the selfie stick and turned around and pointed himself and the express delivery at the camera: "I have edited the video last night, and the last episode of this year will be released on time. Before going home for the New Year, I will start a live broadcast for half an hour to show the old men my customized Heavenly King Armor... Xiaohou, help me get the selfie stick."

"Okay!" The courier guy was very active.

Zhu Ming took out two pieces of parts from the box and introduced: "This is a grove, is it handsome? The image of Hirome Heavenly King of Datong Shanhua Temple referenced by the design, let's try it out first."

There are also pairs of iron armor boots with a pair of iron armor boots.

The main body of the boot is made of cowhide and the surface is inlaid with bright silver steel sheets.

Putting on his boots and shin, Zhu Ming jumped in place for a few times, then walked back and forth, then made a kicking move, commenting: "No, good, it won't affect the activity, and it's very comfortable to wear."

Zhu Ming dragged his shoulder armor out of the box and asked the courier to shoot it in close proximity: "Is this beast very handsome in swallowing his shoulders? When designing the armor, he listed more than ten statues of the Heavenly Kings. I chose the most handsome one..."

The entire set of armor parts were taken out one by one, and Zhu Ming repeatedly wore them on his body.

All were dressed neatly, and the courier's eyes were already glowing, and he said enviously: "Brother Zhu, is this thing quite expensive?"

Zhu Ming smiled and said, "Eighty thousand."

"Damn!"

The courier immediately complained: "It's really 80,000 yuan, I might as well buy the full set of skins in Honor of Kings."

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has increased to more than 60 at this time. Except for a few who are proud of themselves, the rest of the barrage is gloating.

"Haha, I've been cheated, it's worth at most 20,000."

"Buy Pinduoduo for 80,000 yuan, and the anchor's brain was kicked by a donkey."

"Staff..."

The Heavenly King Armor is the armor of the Heavenly King statues of all dynasties, and it only exists in temples, pictures, and stone carvings. The shape is indeed majestic and domineering, but it is inevitable to appear cumbersome to wear on the battlefield. Some local components that are handsome are purely redundant.

The set that Zhu Ming spent a huge amount of money to customize really belongs to "Pinduoduo". The statue of the Heavenly King in the Tang Dynasty was copied, the statue of the Heavenly King in the Song Dynasty was copied, and the statue of the Heavenly King in the Ming Dynasty was copied, and it had to be perfectly integrated. He was charged 16,000 yuan for the armor design fee alone.

Zhu Ming felt difficult to run when he had more than 60 pounds of Heavenly King armor on his body.

He went to the workshop, brought a sword to tie it to his waist, and came out with a long spear, stood in the yard and said, "Xiao Hou, take a photo around me."

The courier held up his mobile phone and circled around Zhu Ming, and the barrage style of the live broadcast room finally changed.

Not to mention whether it is practical or not, let’s not talk about whether it has been cheated. The main reason is that this set of armor is too handsome and the rate of turning back on the street is 100%. Just like a brand-name bag to a woman, which man can withstand such armor?

The courier encouraged him, "Brother Zhu, play two tricks."

Zhu Ming immediately waved his spear and gestured indiscriminately. While dancing the gun, he also dubbed manually: "Ha, hehe, ahhhhh..."

As I danced, I was so tired that I was out of breath.

"The up master is not good, it's too empty, take Liuwei Dihuang Wan to replenish it."

"Liuwei Dihuang Pills are useless, you have to take Wuji Baifeng Pills."

"This set of turtle guns is really a big deal, and it has wasted 80,000 yuan in the Heavenly King Armor."

“…”

Zhu Ming, who was originally handsome and happy, immediately turned black when he saw the barrage and began to criticize his fans: "Yang Guo, does Yang Guo know? I haven't recovered my strength yet!"

"Bao!"

A horn suddenly sounded outside the iron gate. Zhu Ming gasped and went to open the door, but saw a brand new BMW parked at the door.

Zhu Guoxiang pushed the door and got out of the car, raised his hand and held his glasses, looked at his son's funny dress, and said in confusion: "Where are you doing this?"

Zhu Ming immediately laughed and wandered around the BMW: "Okay, Dean Zhu, I changed my car just after I was promoted."

"Deputy, deputy, not the dean yet." Zhu Guoxiang smiled.

Zhu Ming asked, "This car costs 700,000 or 800,000?"

Zhu Guoxiang said: "The low-end one, more than 400,000 yuan. Have you packed it? Get your luggage in the car quickly."

Zhu Ming said goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room, and then sealed a red envelope to the courier, and went back to the small yard where he rented to pack his luggage.

Zhu Guoxiang also helped his son clean up and complained: "What kind of broken place did you rent? I almost couldn't find it even if I drove the navigation."

"Cheap, quiet." Zhu Ming explained.

Seeing that his son moved the armor out, Zhu Guoxiang hurriedly said, "Why are you bringing this thing?"

Zhu Ming said: "If I don't take it away, I will definitely be gone when I come back during the Chinese New Year. There are many thieves in this town. I stole the computer for me last time when I went home."

"Eighty thousand yuan? Are you crazy!" Zhu Guoxiang was shocked.

Zhu Ming patted the sword around his waist: "This sword is more than 30,000, all of which are customized high-end products."

Zhu Guoxiang criticized: "It's a waste of one's ambition, and it's a waste of one's own things."

"I didn't spend your money, I earned it myself." Zhu Ming's tone was relieved.

When Zhu Guoxiang heard this, he became even more angry: "You wanted to apply for the History Department back then, but neither your mother nor you opposed it. You couldn't find a job after graduating from college, so I put down my face and asked for a relationship. I finally arranged for you to join a state-owned enterprise. People have already agreed, and you will be a regular employee after three months of work. How many people will be a contract worker for the rest of their lives? You are fine, you will leave after getting a salary for a month, and you have to quit and start a self-media..."

"What's wrong with the self-media? I have hundreds of thousands of fans on the entire network, and it will soon exceed one million!" Zhu Ming immediately retorted.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "How much money have you saved in a few years? I have to pay in installments when buying a second-hand Harvard!"

Zhu Ming said toughly: "Second-hand Harvard is also a domestic car. I support domestic products, I am proud, I am proud. You buy a BMW and admire foreign countries!"

Zhu Guoxiang was so angry that he was angry by his son: "I have been driving a Poussan for more than ten years. The traffic police will forcefully scrap it. What happened to me to change a BMW? Driving a foreign car is to admire foreign countries. So, which country is the Nikon camera you took the video?"

Zhu Ming couldn't refute it in an instant, so he could only blame the domestic brand for being unsuccessful, but then he said stubbornly: "BYD's electric car is good, you should change that car."

Zhu Guoxiang turned his head and looked at the BMW logo and said to himself: "Your mother wanted to buy a BMW before she died. She went to see the car at that time, and suddenly there was a tumor."

Zhu Ming stopped talking after hearing this and buried his head in moving things.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't seem to want to talk about this, and he criticized in a very sudden tone: "You are almost thirty years old, and you have no stable job and have not saved a lot of money. How can you establish yourself when you are thirty years old? Which girl is willing to marry you? Listen to my words, after the Chinese New Year, you really like to do self-media, you can do it in your spare time. I have been living for half my life, and there is nothing else, and there is still some use to face. It's okay to arrange a job for you..."

"Stop, stop, stop, hate you guys who are having nepotism the most," Zhu Ming dragged his armor to the rear of the car, ending the topic, "Open your trunk!"

The father and son have a very tacit understanding and change the content of the conversation in their own ways.

Zhu Guoxiang opened the trunk and was stuffed inside.

Zhu Ming said speechlessly: "What are you?"

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Every family has a New Year's goods brought to your relatives in your hometown."

"Can you make a vacant space?" Zhu Ming asked.

"Think of a way yourself," said Zhu Guoxiang.

Zhu Ming could only stuff his armor and sword into the back seat of the BMW, rub his hands and said, "I'll drive."

Zhu Guoxiang said: "I drove it. I just bought a BMW and I haven't finished it yet."

"Who cares?" Zhu Ming murmured and sat in the passenger seat.

...

The father and son drove in turn and entered the Qinling Mountains eight hours later.

That night, I slept in the highway service area, ate a bowl of Lanzhou ramen the next morning, and continued to drill tunnels in the mountains.

When he woke up in the passenger seat again, Zhu Ming asked, "Where have you been?"

"I just entered the boundary of Xixiang County." Zhu Guoxiang said.

Zhu Ming couldn't help but complain: "Why didn't you take the high-speed train back this year? You're so exhausted to drive the high-speed train."

Zhu Guoxiang said: "I just bought a new car and I don't have time to drive it. This time I went back to my hometown and I was just enjoying my hand."
To be continued...