Farmers Get Social Security and Housing Funds Too, and the Mountain God of the Future World

"What the hell is barking? I'm raising the wages. That's my money. Am I eating your rice?"

Chen Xuan sneered at Chen Wang. This new village chief thought he could control others, not realizing that he himself was the clown, completely unaware that he was courting death.

"Chen Xuan... You deliberately raised the wages, disrupted the human resources market, and increased labor costs. You're a social menace. We firmly oppose this..."

New Village Chief Chen Wang was truly furious this time. He kept throwing accusations around. Other people paying fifty yuan a day was normal; paying sixty yuan meant the boss was benevolent; paying seventy meant boundless mercy...

But once you raised it to one hundred yuan, you were disrupting human resources, driving up wages, creating social imbalance, and making people resentful.

"Exactly... We've already invited the county magistrate. He must give us an explanation. You can't just raise wages recklessly and unsettle everyone. We firmly oppose this..."

"That's right... Originally, my family could only afford sixty yuan, which was manageable. The monthly cost was within our means and balanced between the city and the countryside. But you raised it to one hundred yuan, higher than working in the city. You're deliberately disrupting the labor market..."

"Chen Xuan... You're rotten to the core. You have no sense of social responsibility at all. How are small business owners like us supposed to survive..."

"Oh dear... My old man is already in his seventies or eighties and has all sorts of minor ailments. Our family relies on growing vegetables in the countryside. What are we supposed to do after you pull something like this?"

"I'm not going to live anymore either... Why did you recklessly raise the wages, forcing our family to raise them too? We can't even afford to treat our sick family members. Our funds haven't been turning over lately. I might as well die..."

A group of people caused a commotion...

An old woman and an elderly lady both lay directly at Chen Xuan's gate, shouting and making a scene. They threatened to die and planned to live right there until they received an explanation.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties stepped forward and pushed up his glasses. He was just about to speak when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure...

"Town Chief Ye... You're here too? Weren't you receiving the city leaders? Since you're here... how should this matter be handled?" He was the county magistrate, Dong Tianhua. He looked righteously at Ye Shuiyan. After all, a higher-ranking official could crush a lower-ranking one.

Town Chief Ye Shuiyan roughly understood the situation and could not help sighing. It was indeed as they said. Chen Xuan had disrupted many people's labor costs, leaving numerous bosses unable to bear the burden and causing a labor shortage...

Some people in the village had begun loafing around. Why should others get one hundred yuan while they only got sixty? Of course they were dissatisfied...

The corners of Chen Wang's mouth lifted. This was the consequence of his publicity campaign...

He had gotten a group of bosses to come and cause trouble...

A group of villagers grumbled bitterly...

"Chen Xuan... Do you have a solution? This matter has to be handled properly. Although I can suppress it, the negative impact will continue..." Ye Shuiyan made her position clear.

Chen Xuan shook his head. It was only a minor issue, caused by petty people stirring up trouble...

"If one hundred yuan disrupts the market, then how about I raise it to one hundred and fifty?" Chen Xuan raised the cost again.

"Chen Xuan... Don't think that having a little stinking money means everyone will revolve around you. The consequences of recklessly raising wages will be that everyone despises you. The village won't have room for you either..."

New Village Chief Chen Wang shouted angrily. His wide grin could not be suppressed. This fellow was simply begging for death.

"You..." Ye Shuiyan was also left speechless by the sheer absurdity.

"Chen Xuan..." County Magistrate Dong Tianhua was likewise enraged. Consumption levels differed from place to place. Disrupting the market made you a social menace.

"Ugh... Chen Xuan, say the word if you need help..." Zhou Yanhong was speechless too. He was being so stubborn. In business, harmony brought wealth.

"This is getting interesting..." Fuxi laughed like a spectator watching a show.

"Is this the struggle of people from the future world? As expected, human hearts have deteriorated, and everything is governed by social relationships..." Great God Nuwa did not even watch television.

"Are these the people of the future world? They're inexplicable. I feel a kind of sorrow, with a faint ache in my heart. What is going on?" Houtu's benevolence began to radiate at that moment.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath and said, "That's right... I'm going to raise the wages. Everyone who takes a job will receive the five insurances and one housing fund from now on. The regular wage will be seventy yuan, with the rest going toward social insurance..."

In an instant, Chen Xuan's glorious image transformed from someone everyone despised into a shining giant...

"Good... I'll fully support you, Town Chief Ye, and promote this excellent policy that benefits the country and the people." Ye Shuiyan immediately declared her stance.

"Good... As county magistrate, I can work like an ox or horse for you." Dong Tianhua was also extremely excited.

"I never expected your awareness to be so high..." Zhou Yanhong was astonished.

"This is the boldness of a major businessman." Jiang Xian'er looked at him with infatuation.

"That's enough... My mother is nearly finished working. Everyone, get ready to eat. As for irrelevant people, don't loiter at my gate." Chen Xuan issued an eviction order. Naturally, they had no face to stay.

Soon, a group of people returned. Chen Xuan took charge of the cooking and prepared food for forty or fifty people. This was the work of more than ten chefs, though fortunately there were not many dishes...

Most people were overjoyed when they heard that the wages had risen again. But when they learned that most of the increase would go toward social insurance, they were all unwilling. It was only after Town Chief Ye Shuiyan explained everything clearly that they all became overjoyed in unison...

The farmers who worked in the fields would also be like the people in the cities from then on. They were thrilled at the thought of receiving pensions...

After eating and drinking their fill...

Chen Xuan, Zhou Yanhong, and Jiang Xian'er discussed the supply of agricultural products. Town Chief Ye Shuiyan supervised them, and they soon came up with a plan. Most of the supply would be allocated to Junyue Grand Hotel...

A small portion would be sold in the county seat...

The prices were ten times those of similar products...

Half a day passed quickly, and the three women took their leave one after another. Chen Xuan naturally saw them off. No matter what, they were among the few female friends he had in this modern world...

"Chen Xuan... Who exactly are Sister Feng Xi and Sister Ping Xin to you?" Zhou Yanhong could not help asking.

"Hehe... They're existences you can never look up to, myself included..." Chen Xuan gave a mysterious smile.

"Hmph... How high could they possibly be?" Jiang Xian'er was unconvinced.

"Forget it... If you don't want to say, then don't." Ye Shuiyan smiled indifferently, clearly unconvinced. How high could they possibly be? The political background behind her was something Chen Xuan could never imagine. What impressive figures could he have met? A mayor would already be the limit. To the villagers, the most they knew was a village chief.

A Crown Prince from the Beijing Circle stood above countless others. Such a noble political heavyweight was an existence ordinary people could never reach in their entire lives.

"Sigh... I'm still the son of the richest man, yet I have no sense of presence. Forget it... If my brother succeeds, then that means I've succeeded too..." Zhang Dayong consoled himself.

"Brother..." Chen Xuan patted him on the shoulder and let the matter pass with a smile.

Over the following period...

Chen Xuan continued investing. Once the hundred mu of fields had been planted, the support of spiritual energy would turn them into a thriving large farm within about a month...

Nuwa and Houtu had completely become shut-ins. After finishing Journey to the West, they watched Investiture of the Gods and many other films about ancient myths, deeply moved by them...

"The greater trend cannot be reversed, but smaller trends can be changed. During the calamity of the primordial world, even the Saints were powerless to turn the tide. Sigh..." Nuwa felt a tightness in her chest after finishing the materials.

"How should my Witch Clan escape its fate?" Ancestral Witch Houtu sighed.

"Why don't we take a look at the nearby Mountain God Temple? Are there any gods from the past still there?" Chen Xuan suggested.

"That's a very good idea." Fuxi's eyes lit up. Recently, hardly anyone had come to his fortune-telling stall. He was planning to change careers and become a feng shui master.

"Let's go, let's go..." Great God Nuwa could hardly wait.

"I hope we can find some information." Houtu sighed.

Chen Xuan brought Fuxi, Nuwa, and Houtu into the mountains. It was a desolate place. He had seen a Mountain God Temple there when he was young, but it had long since fallen into ruin...

After walking for about half an hour, they reached a dilapidated Mountain God Temple overgrown with weeds. A large rock nearby had been cleared, and several sticks of incense had been lit. Only a few villagers came to worship...

The statue of the mountain god in the Mountain God Temple was battered and broken, making its true appearance impossible to discern...

"Great God Nuwa... This is the Mountain God Temple. It's been abandoned for nearly thirty years." Chen Xuan did not have high expectations.

"Oh..." Nuwa glanced over and was slightly surprised. She flicked out a finger, and a hazy figure emerged. It had the appearance of an ancient man—it was the mountain god.

"Greetings, High God..." The mountain god's phantom was extremely surprised to see a true god, especially one surrounded by dazzling golden light that illuminated the heavens.

"Why are you so weak? Is it because the spiritual energy has dried up? Is this the Age of Dharma's End?" Houtu asked solemnly.

"Yes... and no. May I ask who you High Gods are?" the mountain god said cautiously.

"I am Houtu..."

"I am Nuwa..."

"I am Fuxi..."