After being read, she became an empress by eating melons

Nan Rongxi was confused: "Village Chief, this... I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me!"

The village chief said excitedly: "Miss Nanrong, Bailan Village has always been an unattended area. The people here have a hard life. Our ancestors predicted that the guest who came yesterday will lead our village to prosperity! You can leave anytime you want, but I hope you can stay and be our village chief!"

The villagers outside the house also knelt down.

The village had already made arrangements in advance that the secret must not be leaked, and no one could reveal anything that could allow them to hear Nan Rongxi's thoughts.

Looking at the villagers kneeling in front of him, Nan Rongxi felt shocked.

She took a deep breath, helped the old village chief up, and then slowly said: "Village chief, to be honest, I have never been a village chief, I am afraid I am not qualified for the job."

Nan Rongxi: [Tongzi, it's over. I just wanted to lie down and not have to work, but this group of people asked me to be the village chief again. This must be difficult! ]

System: [Xizi, how many things can happen in such a small village? Don't be afraid, it's not a loss to be the village chief! ]

Old village chief: My God, this is really a goddess, it turns out she is afraid of working!

Villager: I heard the goddess’s voice, my God!

The old village chief said firmly: "Miss Nanrong, don't worry, as long as you are our village chief, you don't have to do anything. You can just sit in our village chief's office and drink tea every day!

Nan Rongxi's eyes lit up: [Tongzi, this sounds right. Could this be the legendary life of a cup of tea, a cigarette, and a newspaper to read for a day? I just want to experience it!]

System: [Xizi, listen to me, it's absolutely right, just pretend to be the village of the bad village! ]

Nan Rongxi: [Yeah, it’s pretty good, and I also like the name “Teardown”! ]

Old village chief: Is this a success? Can I retire now?

The villagers also echoed, "Yes, Miss Nanrong, we believe you can do it! You can stay and be our village chief!"

Aunt Zhang also held Nan Rongxi's hand tightly and said, "Miss Nan Rong, you are the savior of our village! Please, be our village chief!"

Nan Rongxi took another deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I am willing to stay and try to become your village chief. But I also hope that you can work with me to create the future of our village together."

With Nan Rongxi's affirmative answer, the villagers were instantly excited, cheering one after another, surging like a tide. They waved the farm tools or clothes in their hands, and their faces were filled with unprecedented joy and expectation.

Aunt Zhang was so excited that her eyes were filled with tears. She clasped her hands together and muttered something, as if she was praying for a bright future for the village.

Children were moving among the crowd, their laughter was clear and melodious, adding a bit of innocence and joy to the celebratory scene.

The old village chief stood aside, watching the villagers cheering, tears sparkling in his eyes.

He knew that at this moment, the Shattered Village had finally ushered in new hope and opportunities.

The cheers echoed in the village for a long time. The villagers expressed their gratitude and trust to Nan Rongxi in their own way.

They knew that with the leadership of this young village chief, their lives would usher in a new chapter.

Surrounded by villagers, Nan Rongxi was led to the village chief's office. "The day for drinking tea and lying down, here I come!"

The layout of the village chief's office appears simple and solemn.

This house is built with rough wood. After years of baptism, the surface of the wood has become smooth and textured.

The roof is covered with thick thatch, which can not only keep out wind and rain, but also exude a natural atmosphere.

There is a large wooden table in the room, with pits and dents on the surface, which show the traces of time. There are several wooden chairs around the table, which are simple but very comfortable to sit on.

There are several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the landscapes in the paintings are lifelike, adding a touch of elegance to this quaint office.

The windows are papered, which is not transparent enough, but reveals a hazy beauty. The sunlight shines through the windows into the house, forming mottled light and shadow, adding a bit of liveliness to this quiet space.

In a corner of the house, there is a wooden bookshelf with various books and scrolls neatly arranged on it. These books and scrolls are the precious treasures of the village, recording the history and culture of the village.

In addition, the villagers had already prepared a place for Nan Rongxi to live, which was located near the office, making it convenient for her to handle village affairs at any time.

From that day on, Nan Rongxi began her career as the village chief of Bailan Village.

She walked to an ancient well next to the office, drew a bucket of clear well water with a wooden bucket, and then went to the kitchen next to it.

She took out an antique ceramic teapot, poured well water into it, lit the fire on the stove, and started to boil water. While waiting for the water to boil, she grabbed a handful of coarse tea from the basket next to her. This was grown by the villagers themselves. Although the appearance was unremarkable, the aroma was very unique.

After the water boiled, she gently put the tea leaves into the teapot and brewed it with boiling water.

As hot water poured in, the tea leaves slowly expanded in the pot, releasing a light tea fragrance. Nan Rongxi waited quietly, enjoying the tranquility and peace.

After a while, she picked up the teapot and poured the tea into an equally quaint teacup.

The color of the tea is a light yellow-green and looks very clear.

She blew away the hot steam on the teacup and took a sip.

The tea tastes a bit bitter, but if you sip it carefully you can feel the sweet aftertaste.

Nan Rongxi closed her eyes, as if she could feel every subtle change of the tea leaves in her mouth.

After drinking a cup of tea, Nan Rongxi felt much calmer.

Yeah! This feels so good, this is the feeling of tanking.

"Village Chief, Village Chief, I know you are knowledgeable and experienced. There is something I want to ask you!"

Wang Er walked into Nan Rongxi's office and asked.

"Uncle, tell me, what's going on!"

Wang Er said anxiously, "My name is Wang Er. I went to water the corn field today and found that two corns had fallen over. It was obviously caused by someone. I don't know who is so wicked. It's not easy to grow food now!"

Nan Rongxi scratched his head: [Tongzi, Tongzi, is there any melon in here? ]

System: [There are many melons behind these two fallen corns! ]

Nan Rongxi instantly became alert: [Tongzi, come on, tell me! ]

Wang Er pricked up his ears.