How Much Is 5000 Yen Novels & Stories

The car jerked slightly then settled into gear. I gawked. “How much did this cost?” He gave me the most casual shrug in human history. “Twenty million.” “Dollars?” He looked at me. “Yen.” I narrowed my eyes. “Okay. Dollars,” he admitted, grinning. I gasped, dramatically placing a hand on my chest. “You just dropped $20 million like it’s a vending machine snack?” “It’s Wednesday,” he said, deadpan. “Gotta treat yourself.”

"How are you going to pay for this?" "I-I'm really sorry, mister. H-How much does your jacket cost?" Vanessa was stuttering. "Please don't hurt my grandma." She added after the man tried to raise a hand to her grandmother. The man chuckled. "This is worth 50,000 pesos. How will you pay this when you're poorer than rats." The man shouted, which caused me to raise an eyebrow. 50,000? It looks like 50 pesos in my eyes, though. Like he bought it from a bazaar or something.

She lowly whispered at him, "Sahir which currency is this?" "Love~It's Yen." "Means?" "Love, it's a name of Japanese currency like we have Indian rupees" "What? How did we reach Japan?" Sahir just smiled at her. She looked a little frowned but then looked at the price tag again "Don't think much, buy it if you like this dress " She nervously fiddled with some dresses. While Sahir looked around for more dresses for her, that's when his eyes fell on one girl standing at the corner, looking at him. Her height was not more than five but the way she was looking at him, he felt something fishy.

"How much." "...200 thousand pesos."

"I'm just playing with my phone here." Henry nodded and gave Rana a hug. "Baby, I'm going to wash up first. You order some takeout, and we can eat." Rana nodded. "What do you want to eat?" "Let's have some Japanese food." "Sure." When Henry entered the bathroom, Rana opened the delivery app. The Japanese restaurant that Henry liked had an average price of 2,000 dollars per person. After Rana placed the takeout order, she looked at the little more than 1,000 dollars left in her balance and fell completely silent.

“Hmm...” That amount was a lot more than I thought. Unlike my imagination or assumption based on meager evidence that Lancelot’s life began to get worse at some point, having that much amount is not that bad at all. I guess there are still people here that care after all, or maybe they just sympathize with me. “How much is everyone’s monthly salary?” “Yes, about 50 gold coins per month.” 50 gold coins huh? I do remember the author disclosed about how much the coins worth. One gold coin is about uh, 2500 yen? So the monthly salary is uh about...

Taka probed as she asked. After being silent for a moment, Linux spitted out a figure that would even make Taka spurt out blood. ‘30000 pieces.’ “30000 pieces…” Taka dumbfoundedly asked the heavens. There was no need to speak about 30000 pieces for she could not even afford 30 pieces of them as of now! ‘If it is the higher level ones, it will be best to have roughly about 2000 pieces and that will be good enough.’ Linux who was seldom ‘considerate to others’ had spoken again.

The boss replied. “What? Only five hundred dollars? But…but I looked it up on the internet and I saw that this kind of jade actually went for more than fifty thousand dollars! This is our family’s heirloom that has been passed down from our ancestors!” The girl replied anxiously. “Hahaha! What are you talking about? Over fifty thousand dollars? Miss, you looked like a reasonable person at first but your claim is downright ridiculous! Five hundred dollars is actually a very good offer already! You can’t just believe what you see online!”

I couldn’t help but blush. I stepped in front of the mirror, doing a quick spin. The red coat over my red dress? Perfect combo. But as I adjusted the sleeves, a tiny price tag fell from the pocket. ₩980,000 Huh? Wait a minute. I quickly grabbed my phone and typed: “₩980,000 to PHP.” A few seconds… loading… PHP 43,000+ “WHAT—?!” I nearly screamed. “FORTY-THREE THOUSAND PESOS?!” I clapped my hand over my mouth. Way too loud.

"I've changed my mind now—I want 200 million." "What?!" Yed flew into a rage, grabbing the phone from Lothar and bellowing at Frank, "How dare you raise the price?! I'll kill you! No one gets to mess with us Jankos in Morhen and live to tell the tale!" Frank did not bother to threaten Frank in turn, instead saying slowly and nonchalantly, "400 million." "Son of a—" "Eight hundred million." "Stop!" Yed was huffing even as he braced himself against Lothar's murderous glare, crying, "Fine! Eight hundred million, that's the deal! I'll pay you if you save my father, alright?!"