What else could Yang Zhenshan say to this? He could only happily accept the gifts.
"Indeed, not only is General Zhou a big helper, but he is also a God of Wealth!"
"Wow! He even gave a set of gold-painted Shanwen armor!"
Yang Zhenshan, holding a set of armor weighing over thirty pounds, was so happy that his beard curled upwards.
He was not without armor; being a military officer, the court naturally provided them with armor.
However, the court-issued armor was coarse, certainly not comparable to the gold-painted Shanwen armor gifted by Zhou Lan.
Armor was an essential life-saving item on the battlefield, a fine set of which could be considered a family heirloom.
Moreover, paired with the Gold-plated Flying Fish Spear Zhou Lan had given before, Yang Zhenshan's equipment was not inferior to those of the noble lords.
As for the other items like fabrics, tea leaves, and stationery, Yang Zhenshan didn't really care.
