"That's it, ignorant fellow. If you want to buy a Buddhist treasure, just pick one from the table!

Of course, if you bring home something that has not been blessed, you must never say that it has been blessed.

Because deceiving the Buddha will not only fail to bring good luck, but will bring bad luck.

By then, you will have lost both your money and your life, and it will be too late to regret.”

Seeing the other party talking so enthusiastically, Fu Song couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what's your name?"

"The deep well is empty!"

"And you?"

"Xiarigemai!"

Fu Song suddenly understood: "I see, digging deep wells, harvesting wheat in summer, so you are all farmers."

"Bageya Road, yours is the big farm." M.cascoo.net

Fu Song quickly said: "No, no, Mr. Deep Well Drilling, you are wrong, I have never farmed and I don't know how to farm.

But most of my workers are experts in farming.

How about I take you two to have a good chat with them when there’s a chance?”

"You... bastard! We don't farm, we work in the city."

"Really? Sorry, it turns out you two are still working people.

I admire the working spirit of the workers. "

Seeing that Fu Song was always smiling no matter how angry they were, the two of them felt that it was meaningless.

And they didn't come here to fight with the Chinese, but...

Xia Rigmai picked up a Maitreya Buddha and asked the monk behind him, "How much is this?"

The monk smiled and said, "2000 baht."

Xia Rigemai frowned. "2,000 baht? It's so expensive? Is there anything cheaper?"

Fu Song beside him suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, 2000 Thai baht is only about 400 yuan when converted into RMB?

You came all this way here, but you can't even afford something worth 400 yuan. Are you really poor?"