【4】Is this the God of Wealth feeding rice into the mouth, huh?_1

"Really won five thousand?!"

The middle-aged uncle, who spent years frequenting the lottery stand, cursed under his breath when he saw the amount Tang Feng had won.

After all, the best he had ever done with scratch cards over the years was just two thousand.

This young man, damn, he's not playing fair…

"Hahaha, Lele, you see, I told you I've always been lucky! Now do you believe me?"

Tang Feng waved the lottery ticket in front of Song Lele, speaking confidently.

"Big bro, awesome!"

Song Lele gave a thumbs up.

As someone who consistently had bad luck and could only rely on spending money to get anything in games, Song Lele couldn't help but feel extremely envious of Tang Feng's luck.

"Wow, I won again, only two hundred bucks though, sigh, that's boring."

Tang Feng finished scratching off the last card, hitting another prize.

The uncle beside him was staring with eyes full of envy.

Listen, is this something you'd complain about, winning two hundred from a twenty-dollar scratch card?

You ungrateful brat!

"Hey Lele, I'm done scratching, what are you waiting for? Hurry up, man, we've got more stuff to do after this."

Tang Feng saw that Song Lele had yet to start on her scratch card and couldn't help but urge her.

After all, the big chunk of the twenty scratch cards he picked was in Song Lele's hands!

"Why don't you do it? My hands are really unlucky."

Song Lele spoke somewhat embarrassingly.

Tang Feng was momentarily speechless.

"No worries, we've already made five thousand, don't be afraid, go for it, and maybe a scooter will turn into a Land Rover, roar!"

Seeing Tang Feng so insistent, Song Lele didn't say anything more and picked up the small metal piece to start scratching.

"Young man, you've already won five thousand and you're still going on?"

The uncle next to him couldn't help but ask.

"It's peanuts; after winning five thousand, the chances of winning again are slim. Maybe you shouldn't scratch anymore?"

The lottery stall employee also chimed in well-meaningly.

Tang Feng was a bit surprised, "What do you mean, can you return unscratched lottery tickets here?"

The employee shook their head firmly, "Definitely not."

"Then shut it."

Tang Feng glared at the guy with irritation.

…

As Tang Feng and a few others waited, Song Lele, who was half done with her scratching, suddenly froze, stammering,

"Big, big guy, come here and look, am I seeing things?!"

"What's wrong?"

Tang Feng pretended to be surprised and looked over.

The uncle and the lottery store employee exchanged looks and hurriedly came over to see for themselves.

"Holy, holy crap?!"

Tang Feng exclaimed, his eyes bulging.

Of course, as someone who knew the outcome beforehand, he was feigning surprise.

And he wasn't doing a very good job of it, with overdone expressions and a hint of exaggeration.

But at that moment, no one cared about how well he was acting.

Everyone was stunned by the prize number shown on the scratch card.

"One, one million?!"

"Damn, am I seeing things, is it really one million?!"

"Too crazy, this, this can't be possible!"

The uncle's own scratch card fell to the ground as he was startled.

The lottery stall employees, who had been drowsy, were now wide awake due to the commotion and crowded around to see.

"Mother of God, it's really a million, I've been working this stall for so long, and this is the first time I've seen anyone win a million!"

"This is too outrageous."

"Did our boss hire a child to please the 'river beavers'?!"

…

The people milling about looked at Song Lele as if they were seeing a giant panda that had escaped the zoo and was roaming the streets.

Unbelievable!

As for Song Lele, who had personally scratched off the top prize, she too was in shock.

To her, a wealthy woman, one million wasn't all that much.

The bank card she carried had tens of millions in it.

But this one million came from winning a scrap-off!

Not even a fated European king could compare, right?

"Awesome, Lele!"

Tang Feng laughed out loud.

"This... This lottery ticket was your choice, I just helped you scratch it off, it really has nothing to do with me,"

Song Lele managed to regain her composure and said somewhat shyly.

Tang Feng was about to say more when the person in charge of the lottery stall came over.

"Gentlemen, we now need to verify the information on this scratch card, and if everything checks out, we can give you your prize. How does that sound to you both?"

"Naturally, that's not a problem. Please verify these three scratch cards together."

Upon saying this, Tang Feng passed over the other two winning scratch cards as well.

"You've got two more?"

The person in charge was taken aback and, after seeing the amount on the other two scratch cards, gasped.

Mother of pearl, is this their first time playing scratch cards? Has the God of Wealth fed them by hand?

This luck is just too outrageous!