Chen Changyuan was stunned and turned around to see that the person calling him was An Caicai.

She limped over, a hint of anxiety on her delicate face.

Feng Changhong's face darkened and he seemed to want to stop her, but An Caicai had already run to Chen Changyuan, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside, avoiding Feng Changhong's sight.

"Chen Changyuan,"

An Caicai lowered her voice and spoke in a hurried tone.

"Thanks to you, I was able to escape this time. If you have the chance to come to the provincial capital in the future, I will help you make a fortune!"

As she spoke, a faint scent of perfume drifted into Chen Changyuan's nose, mixed with her unique fragrance, which made his heart flutter.

Before Chen Changyuan could react, An Caicai stuffed something light and soft into his hand.

"Take it, it might be useful later."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Chen Changyuan's response, she let go of his hand and limped back to Feng Changhong.

Before he could think about it, Feng Changhong urged impatiently:

"Little brother, hurry up and get in the car. Don't waste time."

Chen Changyuan put the jade pendant in his pocket, opened the car door and got in.

The black car started slowly. Feng Changhong and An Caicai stood there, watching the car go away until it disappeared into the night.

Inside the car, the driver said nothing, looking straight ahead. The silence in the car was eerily quiet.

The black car stopped smoothly in a quiet alley on the edge of town.

Chen Changyuan pushed open the car door, and a familiar smell mixed with firewood and earth hit him in the face, relaxing his tense nerves a little.

The driver nodded expressionlessly as a farewell, stepped on the accelerator, and the black car quickly disappeared into the night.

Only then did Chen Changyuan have time to carefully look at the thing An Caicai stuffed into his hand.

The touch was a little strange, unlike ordinary banknotes. Under the dim streetlight, he unfolded the torn piece and discovered that it was a US dollar bill, and a misprinted one at that!

Although half of it was torn off, its unique value can still be seen.

An Caicai actually gave him such an important thing...

Chen Changyuan narrowed his eyes. What on earth is this woman up to?

However, this misprinted US dollar bill is a pleasant surprise, and it may come in handy in the future.

He carefully put away the half US dollar bill and thought to himself: It seems that I have to make good use of An Caicai's connection.

As the sky gradually darkened, the shops along the road began to light up their dim lights.

Chen Changyuan touched the heavy twelve thousand yuan in his pocket, then weighed the milk powder and malted milk in his hand, and felt relieved.

Although we encountered some minor accidents during this trip into the mountains, we still gained a lot.

He counted today's prey and found two pheasant eggs and a fat civet cat left.

I have to keep the pheasant eggs. I'm weak and need some nourishment.

He carried the civet cat and walked straight to the state-owned restaurant in the town.

Before he even entered the door, he smelled the rich aroma of food, which made his stomach growl.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a wave of heat hit me in the face. The restaurant was bustling with activity. Several round tables were filled with people playing finger-guessing games, drinking, and chatting.

Amid the clamor in the restaurant, a waiter in blue overalls and a greasy apron spotted Chen Changyuan and called out at the top of his voice, "Hey, sir, how many people are there? What would you like to eat?"

Chen Changyuan raised the civet cat in his hand and grinned:

"Hey, I don't want to eat. I want to ask if you guys accept game?"

The waiter looked Chen Changyuan up and down, then looked at the fat civet cat, with a look of embarrassment on his face:

"Well... the ingredients here are all specially supplied. It's hard to collect wild game from outside."

Chen Changyuan was not annoyed, but just smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go ask somewhere else."

Seeing Chen Changyuan was about to leave, the waiter quickly added:

"Hey, if you really want to sell it, you can go to the People's Commune in town and ask. They might accept it."

"Okay, thanks!" Chen Changyuan thanked him and turned to leave the restaurant.

Following the waiter's instructions, Chen Changyuan asked along the way and arrived at the People's Commune in the town.

The commune was not big, just a two-story building. There was a peeling wooden sign hanging at the door with the words "Serve the People" written in large letters.

Chen Changyuan was about to push the door open when he was stopped by a hand.

He turned around and saw that it was the waiter he had just met in the restaurant!

The boy ran all the way here, his face covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily, just like a broken bellows.

Chen Changyuan was a little surprised: "Hey, man, what else?"

The waiter rubbed his hands awkwardly, a flattering smile on his face:

"Um... Big Brother, can you sell me your civet cat?"

Chen Changyuan was stunned: "Didn't you say that the restaurant doesn't accept wild game from outside?"

The waiter chuckled and said, "The restaurant doesn't charge, but I do!"

Chen Changyuan was even more confused now: "You accepted it? Why did you accept it? To eat it yourself?"

The waiter came closer to Chen Changyuan, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously:

"Brother, let me tell you the truth. My cousin opened a private restaurant in the county town that specializes in wild game. Business has been booming recently, and the demand for wild game has exceeded supply. If you sell me this civet cat, I promise to give you a good price!"

Chen Changyuan's heart moved.

He knew that there were many people doing small business in private these days, but it was rare to see people collecting game so blatantly.

It seems that this boy's cousin's private restaurant has a complicated background.

"What's the price?" Chen Changyuan asked calmly.

The waiter held up five fingers: "Fifty!"

Chen Changyuan raised his eyebrows: "Fifty? Fifty dollars? Are you sending away a beggar?"

The waiter quickly explained:

"Brother, fifty is not a small amount! This civet cat may be fat, but it only weighs seven or eight pounds. These days, pork is only a little over one dollar per pound. Fifty dollars can buy more than thirty pounds of pork!"

Chen Changyuan sneered inwardly. This kid really thought he was a fool.

This civet cat is not an ordinary wild game. Its meat is delicious and nutritious, and can be sold at a higher price on the black market.

"One hundred." Chen Changyuan stretched out a finger.

The waiter's face changed: "One hundred? Big brother, you are too steep!"

Chen Changyuan was unmoved: "Do you want love? If not, I'll go ask somewhere else." As he said that, he made a gesture to leave.

The waiter gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, one hundred is one hundred! But, big brother, you have to make sure this civet cat is fresh. If it's dead or sick, I don't want it!"

Chen Changyuan grinned: "Don't worry, it's absolutely fresh!"

The deal was done, the waiter happily paid the money and ran away with the civet cat.

Chen Changyuan looked at his back, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.