The painting is very long, spread out all over the table, and in the painting is a wooden statue.

The wooden statue is very large, covering half of the painting. Against the background of the mountains, it looks even more terrifying. On the wooden statue, there are thousands of giant hands. If you look closely, it seems that there is a single person standing proudly - the god of ninjas, Thousand Hands Pillar between.

There are literally thousands of paintings with names

"I heard that the first generation of adults had a trick called this, so I drew this picture according to my guess, hoping that I won't humiliate your grandfather."

Akabane still had a certain respect for that first-generation adult, and didn't dare to be too reckless.

Tsunade put away the scroll excitedly, her tone extremely grateful, "Thank you, Akabane, thank you..."

"It just so happens that it's your turn, here's your comic book."

Akabane picked out a manga for her.

Tsunade took it, seeing it through but not saying it.

This painting was obviously drawn and saved for her, so the lottery ticket was not just her turn, but Akabane hid it.

Tsunade's heart was both sweet and excited, holding the picture scroll for a long time without relaxing.

Since she was a child, Senju Bashirama has been her favorite person, and also a great hero in her mind. Tsunade once thought that this man would stand proudly in the ninja world forever.

But one day, the hero fell...

"Since I was a child, I have never seen my grandfather make a move, so I don't know if this ninjutsu is like this. Maybe grandma will know."

Tsunade held the posters and comics in his hands, and didn't want to joke with Akabane any more.

"Well, bring a copy to Granny Mito."

Akabane handed over another copy, "You don't need the money, it's my thank you to Granny Mito."

"Oh, I didn't intend to give it at all."

Tsunade was moved for a while and then returned to his original nature. He took the comic book and left with the paper tube.

"Yunlang, the lottery draw is over, and the next step is to collect the money... Well, if ordinary children want it but can't afford it, it doesn't matter if you give them a few copies for free, it's just a few hundred taels."

Akabane got up and explained something, and was going to go back and really sleep.

"Yes, sir."

Kurama Yunlang, who had been in charge of putting the comic books on the shelves before, agreed. For two or three hours, he helped Akabane put the goods in the store, and he could see clearly how the transaction was done.

Besides, as Akabane said, even if there are mistakes and omissions in the middle, it is only a few hundred taels or a few thousand taels at most, and the pommel horse family can afford to lose.

For the past few days, Akabane was indeed tired.

This is the hardest few days he has worked in the world of Naruto, comparable to the final exam period in his previous life, if he doesn't sleep, he will die suddenly.

……

Thousands of hands.

"The brat should be opening today. I don't know if I can send a comic book earlier. I don't know if I am bored, mother-in-law?"

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