Tokyo becoming a god starts from the bathroom

Chapter 127 Roll up, roll it up for me! (Every day, I am looking for the first order!)

"Guest, the coupon is real, and the prize is [-] cash. Should I exchange it now, or give you the coupon first?"

After confirming the authenticity, Ichiro Sato smiled and handed the ticket to Huang Mao.

Hearing Boss Sato's words, the surrounding customers who were temporarily unable to pay because the boss looked at the lottery tickets all looked at each other in surprise.

One hundred thousand yuan? !
This young yellow-haired man who shouted in front of everyone that he wanted to win [-] yen actually won [-] yen!
"Boss, is it true?! You are not joking with him, are you?"

A young man who was also young but not yellow-haired asked the boss urgently.

Hearing this, Huang Mao, who was about to speak, tensed up all of a sudden, and his mouth was tightly squeezed.

However, Sato Ichiro turned his hand directly, and the lottery ticket faced outwards, and he spoke:
"How can this kind of thing be a joke, of course it is true! Second prize, [-] yen!"

"hiss!"

"Alle!"

"Fizz!"

The human vacuum cleaner may be late, but it will never be absent!
Even though this is not a toilet, and the air-conditioning backs up, the unique flavor is somewhat lacking, but the expressions of the customers present are as shocked as ever!
One hundred thousand yen!
Such a frivolous yellow-haired person, who yelled casually, did he really get it? !

Is this reasonable?It is unreasonable in the Ganges!

Looking at this yellow-haired man's outfit, with his mobile phone all over his body, it probably doesn't cost more than [-] yen!

"Boss, I, I really won [-] yen?!"

"Yes, guest."

The well-informed Sato Ichiro responded calmly.

"Boss, I want to exchange! I want cash!"

The yellow hair will be converted into cash and taken away immediately.

He Chen was stunned upon hearing this.

Yo, I let you win [-] cash with good intentions, but you want to leave without giving me any publicity?

You are too much!
If I had known earlier, I would have found two bad girls who hadn't slept all night to be the trustees!

At this time, after confirming that Huang Mao wanted to exchange directly, Sato Ichiro had quickly withdrawn [-] in cash, and handed it to Huang Mao with both hands after counting.

Huang Mao took the cash without saying a word, then, bowed deeply to Ichiro Sato, turned his head and left.

He Chen pouted, thinking that this guy was going to leave just like that.

However, within half a minute, He Chen couldn't help turning his head to look at the noise of the crowd.

Then, he discovered that the yellow-haired man had actually walked up to his shrine just now, knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply a few times!
"What's wrong with this person?"

"Didn't you still shout something just now, why did you come to kowtow?"

"Hiss! This guy won't really win [-] yen, right?!"

"He really won the lottery?!"

Although Huang Mao didn't speak, his unusual behavior, coupled with the words he said before, sent out a lot of information.

The people who were queuing up in front of the shrine and those who watched nearby were all talking about this scene enthusiastically.

Although Huang Mao didn't yell and publicize the winning of the lottery, the impact of his behavior was even more effective than direct yelling!

"This yellow hair."

He Chen looked at the respectful and serious Huang Mao, and turned over the panel.

Then I was surprised to find that this yellow hair, no, it should be said that he was Kawamura Daizai, he was already an orthodox believer!
"Huh? And prayers?"

At this moment, Kawamura Daizai, who was kowtowing, did not speak, but he was also praying in his heart.

During this prayer, he talked about his experience that he was not valued before, and now he has no job but only part-time jobs, and various other difficult living environments and so on.

Good guy, He Chen really never thought that he would become the object of believers to tell their innermost thoughts.

Although this seems reasonable to the gods, and it seems that his one hundred thousand yen seems to have brought hope of life to Kawamura Daizai or something.

But to be confided in this way by a yellow-haired young man is somewhat strange!

It’s okay if it’s a beautiful girl, but it’s weird for a big man to listen to another man he doesn’t know talk about his life with great reverence.

"Oh, don't listen, don't listen. I'll check his situation when I have time later, and help if I can."

Originally, according to Kawamura Daizai's situation, even if he was a man, he still met He Chen's requirements for tool people, and he could be added to He Chen's list of tool people.

But, gentlemen, this is Japan, and this Kawamura Daizai is a young man with a yellow hair.

How should I put it, this has a different kind of deterrence for believers, especially He Chen, whose regular followers are mostly beautiful girls.

In order to avoid any incidents such as sending girls to be greened, He Chen expressed that he did not want Huangmao to have any contact with his beautiful girl disciples.

But it's okay, He Chen said that he will definitely pay attention to his situation occasionally/take time/other day during the process of accompanying his various beautiful girl disciples!

"Master God! I pray that you will bless me for winning the grand prize of [-] yen, and I will enshrine your god card at home!"

"Master [God of Lavatory], your disciple Anbu Nuna prays for you to let me win the 20 grand prize! After winning the prize, my whole family will pray for you every day!"

"Lovely [God of Bathroom], I became your believer five days ago! Please bless me and win [-] yen!"

Kawamura Taizai kowtowed his head and prayed before leaving, but as the saying goes, once the introversion starts, it will not stop easily.

Although the instigator was not there, other new believers who discovered that praying to the gods could actually benefit them all followed Kawamura Taizai's example and shouted their expectations loudly.

At the very beginning, they looked at people like Huang Mao who could exchange one word for one hundred thousand yen, and each of them was very loud when they opened their mouths.

Tsk, He Chen could make them wish, but he was afraid that the other party would be admitted to the hospital on the same day as soon as he got his wish, or be buried directly if the value was too low.

But
"Respect the noble [God of Lavatory], your disciple Moriyama Jiu can pray for you to let me win 2 yen! If I win [-] yen, I will definitely set up a god card for you at home!"

Cough cough, what is the concept of involution?
Shouting one after another, the new believers who really wanted the gods to lead them to make money panicked.

Then, naturally, some people choose the same conditions and less rewards in exchange for the favor of the gods, lest their prayers be overwhelmed by others.

In just ten minutes, the price has gone from one million to twenty to thirty thousand, or even ten thousand yen!

This is introversion!

Hey, when Capital·Shenming·He Chen reached this point, He Chen started looking at the prayers on the panel to lose his power.

He passed all the million-level ones before, and he also planned to see the satisfaction of one or two pleasing believers at intervals.

After the number of believers increased, He Chen did gain a lot of divine power, but the divine power of the Shenming family didn't have any leftovers!
After all, don't think that divine power is only used to let believers win the lottery. It is also what He Chen must do to deal with unfortunate incidents for believers who accidentally give too much and win a lot of money.

Otherwise, the people who won the big prize here today would all be lame or have broken arms after returning home. How could He Chen still claim the name of the god of luck?

"Eh? Shit! It's time for the 30-yen believer!"

　Wanchang is over!If you have spare energy, you can give a reward. A lord will never default on it for many days!Thanks!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)