It looks like it's asking for credit.

"Well done!" said the village chief, who stood at the front, clearly the highest-ranking village.

"And how are we going to punish this thief?" someone asked.

"Peeling cramps!"

"Dip the pig cage!"

"Tie him up in a melon field and keep a sentry!"

"Send him to the wicked heap!"

The people around me discussed this, and the more energetic they became, the more lively it was like a festival.

Yu Dongwu had just been immersed in the cultural landscape he had only seen on TV, and he was distracted for a while, and then he remembered that he was still a thief who was to be punished.

He looked at the skill trees of the people around him and was very surprised.

With such a unique cultivation holy land, none of these people can fight in different ways?

Even......

Not even the 24 Tai Chi styles!

At most, there is a simple "fight" on the skill tree, and at most it is a pitiful proficiency level.

After making sure that they were not a threat to him, Yu Dongxi became strongly curious about this place and did not leave directly.

"Village Chief!" Yu Dongxi shouted loudly, "Wronged!"

The commotion around him fell silent at once, and everyone looked at him.

"Tell me, where did you wrong?" a villager asked.

Yu said: "I just picked the melons, opened them, and chopped them.

But! I didn't eat them! they're still lying in the melon patch!

Where is this a melon thief? It's just a melon cutting chef who has changed the appearance of the watermelon!"

"Oh, is it?" said the village chief's simple face.

He looked at the villagers next to him who had come back from their things.

The villager nodded: "When we saw it, he really didn't eat it, and the melons were all placed next to him."

But, before we see it, we don't know ......"

Before the man could finish his sentence, he saw the village chief knock the cane in his hand on the door of his head.

Wow -

"Are you a fool, since the melon is still on the ground and has not been eaten, what is the use of bringing this thing back if you don't bring it back!

Even if we can punish him, can we punish him so that we can taste the sweetness and fill our stomachs!

What if a real melon thief steals the watermelon later!

Get back to me and bring the melons back!"

The villagers woke up like a dream, and a large group of people rushed in the direction of the melon field.

There were only a few people left in the village, and the village chief looked at Yu Dongdong and thought of the stupid villager, and he was angry.

It wasn't long before the group returned, holding the watermelon that had just been ruined.

They looked at the watermelon and looked at it with surprise written all over their faces.

The group of people around Yu Dong also gave up surrounding Yu Wu and ran to the watermelons.

They were attracted to watermelons.

I usually eat watermelon with my hands and crush it into several pieces to eat, but I didn't expect that watermelon can have such a beautiful side!

"Oh......"

There was a burst of exclamations.

They began to dance and distribute the watermelons to savor.

After a long time, the watermelon is about to start to spoil, but they eat it with relish.

Someone even handed Yu a piece of watermelon and invited him to share it.

Yu Shi took the watermelon in a daze, and his mind was full of questions.

These people are so happy to eat a watermelon cut with a knife, why?

No matter why, Yu felt something, this is definitely not Shengguo!

Because, they didn't even get out of poverty!

Realizing this problem, Yu Shiwu began to break out in a cold sweat.

However, they speak Mandarin again, and it is so standard......

Yu Shi really can't think of such a place.

"It's beautiful. The village chief sighed as he ate a watermelon carved into a flower, though it didn't look like it.

"Can you continue to make watermelons like this?" asked a villager running over to him.

Yu Shi nodded: "Of course." I'm a must-have at chopping vegetables. ”

The village chief also heard this: "Really, since this is the case, I have decided-"

The village chief didn't finish the rest of the sentence.

He saw that most of the villagers had finished eating the melons, gathered them together, and stood in order.

Then, the village chief pulled the east and west to the front and raised the crutches in his hand:

"I, the head of Stone Village, use the token of inheritance as a witness to appoint this little friend as the little prince of Stone Village!"

The villagers began to cheer.

"The little prince who cuts melons!"

"The little prince who cuts melons!"

"The little prince who cuts melons!"

Bursts of heat came, and there was uncontrollable joy in their voices.

Yu was stunned.

This formation.

This scene.

He will also be a rightful little prince in the future.

Phew, what the hell!

"Village-village chief, I may not be qualified for such a high position, do you want to stop looking at ......"

The village chief looked over: "Oh, do you want to skin and cramp, or soak the pig cage?"

Yu Dongxi smiled wryly: "No, no, I will be the little prince of cutting melons in the future." ”

What else can be done, just accept it with a smile.

After all, such a simple person is not easy to use force to persecute himself.

The village chief touched his beard with satisfaction: "Okay, the task of cutting melons will be handed over to you in the future." ”

Yu nodded helplessly.

Lying in the high-end luxury thatched hut that was assigned as a little prince, Yu wiped the sweat from his head.

Another person brought in the freshly picked watermelon and put it on the cutting board in front of the thing.

"This one is divided into six people, three people have to cut into shreds, one person has to carve flowers, and two people have to cut into slag. The man commanded, and added, "Thank you, little prince of melon cutters." ”

Yu Shiwu nodded helplessly.

The kitchen knife slashed down on top of the watermelon.

The villagers who watched him cut melons seemed to have light in their eyes.

"Thank you!" another person was called to help remove the freshly cut melons, and they bowed solemnly to Yu Dongxi.

Yu Shiwu nodded, watched him take the watermelon away, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and moved his wrist.

Next to him, a person specially sent to sharpen the knife for the little prince of cutting melons quickly took the knife and rubbed it on the whetstone on the side.

Another man walked in with a watermelon.

"Please, little prince!"

Bitter on the east and west.

After a busy day, cutting watermelons all day, Yu was so tired that he didn't want to move, even the crazy increase in skill points couldn't bring him the slightest joy.

He just couldn't figure it out.

He was too lazy to cut the watermelon in half, and those people were disgusted, and they all looked at him with that pitiful look, so as to force him to cut the watermelon one by one according to the plan they said.

Isn't it better to make a beautiful watermelon?

Fart!

They're all one flavor!

If you put it in an outside restaurant, it will only become more expensive.

Alas.

I think it's just a novelty, and it's good that the freshness has passed.