Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Before dawn, Qin Du carried his homemade gun up the mountain, not knowing what he was trying to escape.

The places he usually went to were long gone, so this time he went straight into the deep mountains.

The deep mountains were very quiet. The snow was above knee-deep. Qin Du squatted on the leeward slope, clutching the gleaming gunpowder gun in his hand.

Qin Du waited until nightfall, eating the dry rations he had brought with him, still waiting in the same spot.

Finally, a voice came from the other side. Qin Du held his breath and picked up the gunpowder gun next to him.

Not far away, a black wild boar weighing four or five hundred pounds was frantically ramming into a pine tree, its tusks gleaming in the moonlight.

Qin Du stared intently at the wild boar, pointed his gun at it, and didn't hesitate at all.

"boom--"

The wild boar let out a miserable cry as half of its neck was smashed open, but it did not fall down immediately. Instead, it charged straight at Qin Du with bloodlust in its eyes.

Just as Qin Du drew his hunting knife, the wild boar's tusks tore through his clothes and struck his chest.

Qin Du grunted, ignoring the excruciating pain in his wound, and gripped the knife in the back of his hand, plunging it directly into the wild boar's eye socket.

The blinded wild boar's attack power was greatly reduced, and after a long while, the surroundings became quiet again.

Seeing the wild boar lying on the ground, Qin Du did not hesitate. He ate a few mouthfuls of dry food and began to cut the meat.

He was dressed in only a single garment, his eyes were calm, and the skinning knife in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Wild boar blood was everywhere, staining the surrounding snow red.

Qin Du avoided the wild boar's bones and precisely cut along the fascia, quickly dismantling the boar into pieces.

Qin Du left behind the most tender tenderloin and the pair of intact kidneys.

This is for her to eat.

The rest were all packed into old, worn-out sacks.

There was no time today, so Qin Du dragged the sack into the cave, waiting to sell it in the county tomorrow.

At this moment, Ji Chaoxi was lying on the bed, feeling sullen.

Ji Zhuxin glanced at her helplessly: "Qin Du is going hunting, how can he be back so soon?"

"But he used to come back very quickly."

Ji Zhuxin tucked her hair behind her ear and sighed, "Alright, alright, go to sleep. Why are you so clingy to him?"

"Brother Qin Du is so good to me."

Ji Zhuxin couldn't refute it. She hesitated as she looked at Ji Chaoxi, wanting to ask something, but not knowing how to ask.

"Xixi, tell me honestly, do you like your brother Qin Du?" Ji Zhuxin looked at her cautiously.

Ji Chaoxi answered without hesitation: "I like it!"

Ji Zhuxin choked up, then thought, "Never mind, there's nothing to say to her."

Seeing Ji Zhuxin turn away, Ji Chaoxi tugged at her, "Sister, don't you like Brother Qin Du?"

Ji Zhuxin replied helplessly, "I like it."

Sigh, it's like casting pearls before swine.

Qin Du got up at around 1 a.m. the next day.

It was very cold. He pulled his coat tighter and carried the bag of meat to the black market.

It takes about two hours to get to the black market, and we'll arrive around 3 p.m., which should be enough time.

When Qin Du arrived at the black market, there were already quite a few stalls, and the people there were constantly rubbing their hands together because of the cold.

Qin Du's large sack quickly attracted attention. A man walked over, his hands clasped in his pockets, his voice hoarse and sleepy: "Is it something from the mountain?"

Qin Du replied, "It's top-quality stuff, just came down from the mountain, no ticket required."

The man glanced at the meat in the sack and asked with interest, "How much per pound?"

"Eight cents."

The man frowned immediately: "Eight cents a pound? That's so expensive, no thanks!"

Qin Du glanced at him but didn't say anything.

The man walked along complaining, "It's 80 cents a pound, while everyone else is getting it for 50 cents a pound."

He walked a dozen steps, but seeing that Qin Du hadn't caught up yet, he turned back and asked, "How about five cents?"

Qin Du frowned: "Just eight cents."

This price is already lower than other prices.

The man sighed, "Alright, alright, give me two pounds."

He picked at the wild boar meat, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "This meat is pretty good. Which village did you hunt it from?"

Qin Du didn't answer his question, but gave him the meat.

More and more people came to buy meat, and as Qin Du collected the money, he finally realized how much he had lost before.

Qin Du's mother tried her best to stop him from hunting, because Qin Du would not hand over the meat to the village, and people would definitely gossip.

However, they didn't get any of the village's grain, so Qin's mother stopped stopping Qin Du from hunting.

When Qin Du left this time, he didn't say that he would go directly to the black market to sell meat. If he told his mother, she would definitely be frightened, as speculation and profiteering is a serious crime.

A few slovenly men walked over, and seeing that Qin Du was young, they started picking a fight.

"This meat isn't clean. Here, and here too. How dare they sell it for such a high price?"

"These pieces are all unsellable, so just give them to us."

Several people pushed and shoved each other, and the person in front tried to run away with the piece of meat.

Qin Du stared into his eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashing within them.

"boom--"

Qin Du drew the blood-sucking knife that reeked of blood and drove it directly into a nearby wooden stake.

The men froze, gave Qin Du an awkward smile, and then shoved each other away.

A few more people arrived, and Qin Du had almost sold out of the meat in his sack.

The sky was still barely light when a whistle suddenly came from the alley, and several flashlights shone in.

"Catch those speculators! Don't move a muscle!"

As soon as the sound was made, the people gathered in the black market scattered like birds and beasts.

Qin Du kicked over the candles on the ground, grabbed his belongings, and ran over the wall.

Previously, Qin Du would cooperate with people in the black market. He would be responsible for hunting, and they would be responsible for selling the boars, but he could only get a few dollars for each boar.

He avoided the crowd and, in the dim light of day, pulled out a wad of crumpled banknotes from his pocket.

This amount of money is equivalent to several months' salary for an average person.

Qin Du calmly wiped the blood off his body and went directly to another black market to exchange tickets. The ticket exchanger was surprised to see that he wanted so many tickets.

Qin Du first went to the hospital to get his medicine, then bought some supplements for his mother and Ji Zhuxin, and then went straight to the department store.

The department store had a lot of things, but Qin Du didn't know much about them. He just bought whatever the other girls were picking up, and he even bought her a Hero brand fountain pen and a notebook.

Qin Du didn't get home until late at night.

Ji Zhuxin was sweeping snow at the door when she was stunned to see Qin Du carrying large and small bags.

"Qin Du, what's going on?"

Qin Du put the things down: "Sister Zhuxin, these are for you and Xixi."

When Ji Zhuxin opened it, she found various kinds of sugar, malted milk powder, and canned luncheon meat inside, none of which were cheap.

Her hand paused: "Did you earn all this from hunting these past few days?"

Qin Du responded.

Ji Zhuxin probably already knew how he made his money, but she didn't say anything.

She wasn't exactly a rule-abiding person either; otherwise, she wouldn't have partnered with the village chief's wife. Rules only apply to those who don't have much to begin with.