Washing Clothes? Sure! One Hundred Thousand per Item!

Seeing Biaozi scamper off in a panic, glancing back fearfully from time to time as though afraid someone would chase after him, the village chief looked utterly incredulous, while the villagers beside him sighed in amazement.

"He was scared off just like that? Kid, how did you do it?"

Xie Chen pursed his lips in a smile, flashing eight dazzlingly white teeth. "Easy. Just be even more vicious than they are."

The village chief nodded. "That's right. Kid, thank you so much. We'll treat you to good food and drink tonight!"

He spoke as if relaxed, but the worry had not fully faded from his honest face.

How many days could the production crew keep filming?

Once they left, Biaozi from the neighboring village would surely come back and cause even worse trouble. What would they do then?

As if he had guessed the village chief's concerns, Xie Chen raised a hand and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry. Before we leave, I'll help you clean up all the trash around here."

"Huh?" The village chief did not understand, his face full of question marks.

The other guests exchanged meaningful looks.

Ever since the show began, Xie Chen had been like a loaded cannon, domineering toward everyone.

The way he refused to give ground wherever he went did not make him seem like someone who enjoyed meddling in other people's business.

Now that he was suddenly acting so warmly, it was honestly a little hard to get used to.

Besides, everyone knew rural disputes were difficult to settle. They could easily turn deadly, and the news had reported plenty of such cases. Where did he get the confidence to think he was more capable than the government and could solve everything the moment he stepped in?

This was not like dealing with the two brain-dead members of the Xie Family, where a few insults and a simple trap would make unemployed thugs from the neighboring village fall right into it.

Just as everyone hesitated to speak, Xie Chen suddenly asked, "When are we eating?!"

[Good lord, all he cares about is eating. As expected of Xie Chen. I never realized he loved food this much before?!]

[Am I the only one who noticed? He said he was going to clean up the trash? What trash, those people just now? They looked pretty hard to deal with. Can Xie Chen really handle it?]

[Didn't he say not to take on work without the right skills?! What if he fails to handle it and makes the conflict between the two villages even worse?! This isn't a joke! Can the production crew take responsibility for that?!]

[The more I watch this variety show, the more ridiculous it gets. They said they'd reform bad people, but the ones suffering are all the guest stars, while those villains are only getting more arrogant!]

The paid commenters finally managed to regain some ground through Xie Chen's unbelievable move, and the barrage actually sounded somewhat rational and credible.

But some fans voiced their confusion.

[Rural disputes are difficult to handle. The township government can barely supervise or mediate them, and the people left behind are mostly the elderly, weak, women, and children... But even so, is standing by and doing nothing really our only option?]

[Although Xie Chen's approach is pretty aggressive, at least he stepped forward and stood up for the villagers! Fine if you don't support him, but you want to tear him down too? What kind of logic is that?!]

[...]

On the way back, the village chief explained in detail why the earlier situation had happened. "At first, our village really did occupy a few extra acres of land. But once the township and county leaders brought it up, we voluntarily gave it back."

"After we lived peacefully for a while, our village started growing organic crops. That year, the harvest happened to sell well, and every household earned quite a bit more."

"After Biaozi from the neighboring village heard about it, he got jealous right away. He insisted that we were only making more money because we had taken their village's land. Then he started making trouble day and night. At his worst, he even cut off our upstream water supply."

"Farmland can't survive without water. We had no choice but to give them some of the money we earned..."

Hearing that, Wei Mingqi angrily rolled up his sleeves. "Isn't that robbery?! No one can do anything about them?!"

"We called the police, and all sorts of officials came to mediate," the village chief sighed, seeming several years older. "They always promised nicely enough, but the moment those people left, they cut off our water again. There really wasn't anything we could do!"

Luo Mingyu and Li Sifan were wealthy second-generation heirs raised with silver spoons in their mouths. This kind of life was far too distant from them, and they grew irritated as they listened. "They've been spoiled rotten!"

"If you confronted them head-on like Brother Xie Chen did, wouldn't they behave?!"

[Brother Xie Chen? Did I hear that right? Luo Mingyu, who usually looks down his nose at everyone, actually called someone brother?!]

[Hahahahaha, holy shit, does this count as becoming famous in one battle and directly gaining a little fanboy?!]

By comparison, the Best Actress was much calmer. She glared at Luo Mingyu and said irritably, "If it were that easy to solve, it wouldn't have been left unresolved for so long."

"Then what should we do?"

As Luo Mingyu spoke, his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Xie Chen. The latter's eyes were gleaming as though he had caught the scent of some treasure, and he even quickened his pace.

"Mhm, that's the smell! Old hen stewed in an iron pot!"

"Slurp—"

Because he had gone to the apocalypse to carry out missions and understood the value of food and the rarity of delicious meals, Xie Chen had developed a particular love for eating.

And why was he helping Bright Village deal with this matter?

Mainly because, on his first night there, the village chief had generously given him several pancakes, helping him get through that long, hungry night...

Yes, that was right.

Xie Chen's greatest virtue was repaying kindness.

His other greatest virtue was repaying every grievance in full.

"Kid, you've really got a sharp nose!" The village chief caught up with him, smiling kindly. "It's an old local hen stewed in an iron pot. It wanders around the mountains whenever it wants, so the meat's especially firm!"

"When it comes to organic agricultural products, Bright Village is still the best!" Xie Chen gave a thumbs-up, then waved his other hand at the cameraman. "Later, get a close-up of the iron pot, then have Director Li put up a link. Wouldn't that give everyone a fresh supply?"

[Holy shit, that's awesome. He's already starting a livestream sales pitch?!]

[If they really are free-range chickens, I kind of want to buy one. I don't even dare eat chicken these days—those things mature in just over twenty days. Holy shit, that's practically genetic mutation!]

[Wait, don't they have to perform before they can eat chicken?! Did the production crew forget the rules?!]

The assistant had clearly thought of that too. He ran over to whisper to the village chief, only for the latter's booming voice to ring out. "What, they still have to perform?! We don't want to watch any performances. This meal is on me for the kid!"

"I can tell this kid's loyal and values relationships..."

Xie Jinran, who had just finished turning over the fields and was walking back covered in dust, happened to hear that. His face instantly darkened.

He was loyal and affectionate toward everyone else, yet he kept giving his own brother the cold shoulder.

Fine, fine. Xie Chen, you're really something, aren't you?!

Grinding his teeth, he took off his custom-made jacket and strode straight up to Xie Chen, violently flinging it at him. "My clothes are dirty. Wash them for me!"

Xie Chen caught it on reflex. Half a second later, he came to his senses and lifted his face, the corner of his mouth curving into a wild smile. "Washing clothes? Sure."

"One hundred thousand per item."

Xie Jinran froze. "Are you insane? Why don't you just rob me?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dirt-covered custom suit flew straight into his face, accompanied by an arrogant sneer in his ear. "If you can't afford it, then shut the fuck up!"