The Old Village Chief's Righteousness, Giving Villagers Raises Gets His Door Smashed

"Hmph..."

"Our Chen family was once a prominent clan, producing many important officials throughout the generations. We've always respected the clan rules and would never engage in wrongdoing..."

The old Village Chief, Chen Wei, spoke with great authority, scolding them loudly without any leniency, despite Chen Xuan's achievements.

In many villages, the Village Chief and Clan Leader were one and the same. In ancient times, the Clan Leader's power was absolute, capable of deciding life and death, truly like a local emperor.

"Old Village Chief... please let me explain," Chen Xuan said, on the verge of tears.

"Hmph... Don't think you can be heartless just because you've made money. I, Chen Wei, may be poor, but I have a good heart. If you don't give an explanation, you'll kneel in the ancestral hall and accept punishment..."

The old Village Chief showed no mercy, not even considering the presence of the three beautiful women. The reputation of the clan had to be maintained.

"Old Village Chief... my vegetables are health products. Once you eat them, you'll understand they're worth the price. Besides, if I sell them too cheaply... others won't be able to grow anything, affecting too many people's livelihoods..."

Chen Xuan could imagine that once his produce hit the market, it would sweep away all competition, leaving no room for others to grow their own.

"So what? You're still heartless..." the old Village Chief, Chen Wei, angrily retorted.

"Old Village Chief, how about this: after five years, I promise to lower the price and promote it nationwide. How does that sound?" Chen Xuan shook his head, feeling a sense of relief. This was a responsible elder.

"Hmph... I'll be watching you. If you show any lack of conscience, you'll be expelled from the Chen family," the old Village Chief, Chen Wei, declared righteously.

"Alright, alright... I've bought good wine. You must come for dinner," Chen Xuan said with a smile, showing great respect.

Chen Xuan was also curious. If he brought Nuwa and Ancestral Witch Houtu to the ancestral hall, standing before the ancestral tablets, would they explode on the spot?

"Chen Xuan... are you really planning to do that? Promoting it nationwide later would be an immeasurable merit," said Town Chief Ye Shuiyan, her eyes full of anticipation. Whether for political achievements or for the people and the nation, she felt it was her responsibility.

"I don't grow vegetables just to make money..." Chen Xuan shook his head.

"Then what for?" Zhou Yanhong asked, her large eyes fixed on him.

"Because the world is about to change..." Chen Xuan looked up mysteriously.

He had stolen treasures from the Primordial World to restore spiritual energy. Through cultivation, he wanted to cleanse everyone's bodies, perhaps restoring the era of cultivation one day.

At that time, they could explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, understand why the Age of Dharma's End arrived, why spiritual energy was depleted, and what happened to the gods and demons of the past...

Most importantly, if spiritual energy didn't recover soon, Earth would truly lose all traces of cultivation. Relying on science to forge a new path would take an unknown amount of time...

"So mysterious, it must be something bad, hmph..." Zhou Yanhong snorted proudly.

"Let's go! It's my first time in Chen Family Village, and it's truly different. The air feels so fresh, and I feel so ethereal, all my worries have vanished..."

Town Chief Ye Shuiyan got out of the car and walked along the village path, feeling much happier, as if she had invisible wings ready to carry her soaring.

"I feel it's different too. It wasn't like this last time. No wonder they can grow such extraordinary watermelons," Zhou Yanhong said, stretching her arms and taking a deep breath.

"I love it here so much! Can I have a piece of land? Can I move here in the future?" Jiang Xian'er's eyes sparkled with delight.

"Many people in Chen Family Village are working outside now, with only three to four hundred people staying behind. I'll develop tourism, agritainment, and festivals later... You should prepare," Chen Xuan explained. The three women were all moved, wishing they could agree immediately and take action. Soon, they arrived at his doorstep.

Entering the courtyard, they immediately saw two stunning women lying on a Grand Tutor's Chair, holding potato chips and Happy Fat House Water, gesturing wildly as they watched Journey to the West...

"Sister... this stupid monkey is so dumb! He's being played like a fool, oh! He's a monkey to begin with. Do you think Patriarch Bodhi is that bastard? I could beat him up..."

Ancestral Witch Houtu was furious, gulping down a whole bottle of Happy Fat House Water. She let out a satisfied burp, savoring the taste.

"Heh heh... When the cat's away, the mice will play. He'll definitely get beaten up. But it's quite impressive how this Treasure Seeking Rat turned into Tathagata..." Nuwa drank a can of Happy Fat House Water and continuously munched on potato chips.

Beside the two women lay a large pile of snacks, fruits, and roasted meat. They were happily watching the TV show, completely unfazed by the people outside.

"I'm back!" Chen Xuan called out.

"Oh! Hurry up and cook! I want something delicious..." Ancestral Witch Houtu said casually.

"Today, I'll make Dongpo Pork. I want to try if it's good. Huh... we have guests, and it's Boss Zhou," Nuwa lazily glanced at the three women, feigning surprise.

The two peerless fairies, with their divine beauty, stunned the three women. They were already considered beauties in the mortal world, admired, coveted, and desired by countless people. To win the favor of just one of them would be a blessing... Compared to these two goddesses, they were utterly defeated in terms of looks, temperament, and composure.

"They are all...?" Town Chief Ye Shuiyan felt a sense of inferiority for the first time. No wonder this Chen Xuan fellow was so indifferent to her.

"My name is Feng Xi..." Nuwa replied calmly.

"I am Wu Ping Xin..." Ancestral Witch Houtu also said casually.

The three women exchanged glances. They were too nonchalant. This was the aloofness of goddesses. They were more curious about their relationship with Chen Xuan.

Creak...

The main door was pushed open again, and a handsome, refined man with an ethereal aura and scholarly demeanor stepped in leisurely. He put down a table and looked at the two women inside, frowning.

"Haha... Brother... don't be angry, we'll clean up right away," Nuwa's body jolted. The person she feared most was Fuxi, so she quickly plastered on a smile.

"You two should at least act like ladies. Look at this mess. In the afternoon, you'll go farming with Chen Xuan. Don't blame me if I'm not polite when you slack off," Fuxi grumbled. This was unacceptable. He was supposed to be out setting up a stall to tell fortunes.

"Got it..." Ancestral Witch Houtu replied lazily.

Fuxi wore a wry smile. Coming to the later ages had really worn him out. Two fine goddesses, why had they become homebodies, talking about watching Journey to the West and plotting Calamities, when they were clearly just slacking off and enjoying life...

The three women looked at Fuxi, who was tall, handsome, elegantly dressed, and distinguished, feeling an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

"Hello... My name is Feng. I'm a friend of Chen Xuan. If you don't mind, would you like me to tell your fortune?" Fuxi smiled and offered proactively. He was feeling quite dejected because many people didn't believe him when he set up his stall today.

"Handsome... are you really a fortune teller?" Zhou Yanhong mustered her courage. She had never felt shy before, but for the first time, she felt a sense of bashfulness.

"I set up a stall outside the big temple in the next village, but unfortunately, the village aunties don't believe me..." Fuxi sighed. He was a genuine master of fortune-telling.

"I'll give it a try..." Jiang Xian'er was very excited and immediately took action.

"Haha..." Fuxi laughed heartily and said, "Good... you write a character, and I can tell your fortune through bone reading, your birthdate, facial features, and palmistry. I can do it all..."

"That's amazing!" Jiang Xian'er was surprised. She immediately extended her fair hand and said, "Let's start with palmistry..."

After a glance, Fuxi understood. He said, "You come from a single-parent family, and you are very wealthy. This trip is a trial for you, meant to prove to your family that you will succeed..."

Jiang Xian'er's eyes widened...

"It's true?" The female Town Chief, Ye Shuiyan, was shocked. She didn't know Jiang Xian'er's background and was naturally stunned.

Zhou Yanhong nodded and immediately leaned closer, saying, "How about me?"

Fuxi smiled and said, "You were originally destined for a difficult life, with your family business bankrupt. You were supposed to die during a trip, but you met a benefactor, and your fate changed from then on..."

"This..." Zhou Yanhong glanced at Chen Xuan. It was indeed true. According to the trajectory, she was set up by Mi Lin Hotel and would eventually be kicked out after the liquidation.

Chen Xuan watched everything and gave a thumbs-up. If Fuxi were an ordinary person, his fortune-telling skills would truly allow him to thrive, perhaps even being kept by a rich woman...

Indeed, under any circumstances, as long as you have talent, you can easily make a name for yourself.

"Chen Xuan... you scoundrel, get out here!" Suddenly, a furious roar came from the entrance.

"Yeah... get out!"

"Chen Xuan... you're ruining the market, get out here, or we'll smash down the door!"

"Hurry up and come out to give us an explanation! Why did you raise the labor prices? How are we supposed to pay our workers from now on?"

A group of people were shouting at the entrance. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the new Village Chief, Chen Wang, and other bosses from the village. They all owned farms and hired many farmers to work.

"What's going on?" Chen Xuan, who was in the kitchen, walked out with a displeased expression.

"You brat, do you think you're amazing just because you have some money?... Why are you paying villagers one hundred yuan a day? We all agreed on seventy yuan a day without food or accommodation. Aren't you disrupting the market and making it impossible for the rest of us to set wages...?"

A fishpond owner cursed loudly.

Chen Xuan smiled...

In this day and age, when you give employees more money, they don't cause trouble, but the bosses do...

Isn't this turning things upside down?