Chapter 197

But out of helplessness, I still have to collect a little bit.

Holy crap! No wonder I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity!

Thinking of this, the livestream chat suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, I was wondering why it felt so familiar; isn't this just the routine from 'Selling the Crutch'?"

"I was worried Su Meng would get scammed, but looking at it now, he's definitely just messing with those two con artists!"

"If it were anyone else, I'd really be worried, but Su Meng is the master of trickery!"

"Here's a joke: two monks try to scam someone, and they end up scamming the Grandmaster of Scammers."

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Isn't performing 'Selling the Crutch' on the Spring Festival Gala enough? Do you have to perform it in the real world too?"

"Quiet, quiet, let's see how Su the Master of Trickery is going to handle them!"

Many people were previously worried that Su Meng would be scammed, but now that they understood the routine, they instantly felt relieved.

Are you kidding? Who is Su Meng?

The master scammer who tricked the entire nation on the Spring Festival Gala!

He is the true founding father of trickery!

Could he possibly be tricked by you two small-time thugs?

Watch the show, watch the real-life version of 'Selling the Crutch'!

……

At this moment, Su Meng's acting skills were off the charts.

It was as if, at this very moment, the big-headed, thick-necked cook had instantly possessed him.

Patting his pocket, Su Meng said with a troubled expression.

"But I just invested in a big project recently, so I don't have much money on hand."

As long as he's willing to pay!

The two monks' eyes lit up instantly.

But the next moment, Su Meng's words left them completely stunned.

"So... two masters, if I want to buy this holy relic, I can only offer... one million!"

O... one million?

The two monks were instantly dumbfounded, their heads buzzing.

One million, how much money is that? Is this big fat sheep actually this fat?

Seeing their expressions, Su Meng hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind.

"I know, one million is still too little."

"How about this, I have a sports car there, I'll just give you the bicycle... I mean, the little sports car!"

"You know, in my condition, I'll have to say goodbye to driving anyway!"

"I won't say anything else, this is all fate!"

"Thank you~~~"

In the livestream, countless netizens were already laughing like crazy.

Holy crap! Is it fun to play your own meme?

……

At this point, the two monks had long been blinded by the huge surprise; how could they think about anything else?

Su Meng took out his phone and said casually.

"Two masters, do you have an account?"

"Yes, yes!" The young monk suppressed his excitement.

He nimbly tore off a piece of paper, wrote down a string of numbers, and handed it over.

Su Meng chuckled.

"Yo ho? So practiced? You can even memorize your account number?"

The young monk was stunned, suddenly feeling that something was a bit off.

Su Meng didn't pay him any mind, took the paper, glanced at it, and turned to the old monk.

"It's rare for me to meet a master; I still have a few doubts in my heart, please enlighten me, Master."

There's more? The two monks were startled, then immediately became ecstatic.

Isn't this line of work a one-time deal? Who would have thought there could be a returning customer?

The old monk put his hands together and pretended to be calm.

"Please speak, benefactor; this monk will certainly tell you everything he knows."

Oh? Su Meng raised his eyebrows slightly.

At the entrance of Wang Dashan's house, Su Meng asked slowly.

"I would like to ask the Master: I am a Buddhist believer, and I often donate incense money to temples."

"But I am very curious, why do we need to offer incense money?"

What? This inexplicable question left everyone stunned.

The two monks were also stunned, feeling a vague, ominous premonition.

However, seeing Su Meng's pious expression, they relaxed.

The old monk put his hands together and said.

"This incense money represents your sincerity to the Buddha and is used to make offerings to the Buddha."

"Once the Buddha receives your offerings, he will naturally bless you!"

"Amitabha, making offerings to the Buddha is only right and proper."

Before Su Meng could speak, Dashan's grandmother chimed in with a pious expression.

Su Meng glanced at her and asked, seemingly casually.

"But I see that in the temples, those Buddhas are just statues; they don't eat or drink."

"I'm curious, where does all that incense money used to make offerings to the Buddha... go?"

"It's just that I donate one hundred thousand or eighty thousand at a time, so I always want to understand this issue."

One hundred thousand or eighty thousand at a time?

The two monks' breathing became a bit heavier.

So, this big fat sheep hasn't been drained yet?

The old monk barely suppressed his excitement, thought for a moment, and said.

"Since the benefactor often makes offerings to the Buddha, it shows how pious your heart toward the Buddha is."

"This incense money is mostly used for the maintenance and daily operation of the temple, as well as to ensure the livelihood of the monks."

"Oh~~~" Su Meng had a look of sudden realization.

"So this money is spent on the monks, not on the Buddha!"

"Then the question arises: since this money is taken by the monks and the Buddha didn't receive the money, why should the Buddha bless me?"

"Is the Buddha so great that others collect the money, and he does the work for free?"

What? The two monks were instantly stunned.

These words... seem a bit off?

Before they could react, Su Meng suddenly put on a fearful and trembling expression.

"Bah! What am I saying? How can I say such things? Isn't this disrespectful to the Buddha?"

"If the Buddha heard this, he would definitely punish me!"

Seeing his expression, the two monks lowered their guard again.

It seems this fat sheep is only slightly wavering; we need to add more fuel to the fire.

The two monks cooperated very tacitly, and the young monk spoke first.

"That is natural! The Buddha has both a heart of compassion and the wrath of the Vajra!"

"Being disrespectful to the Buddha is a grave sin, and the Buddha will descend with thunderous wrath to punish you!"