“He rented a mountain to raise 30 pigs and abandoned it for 5 years. One day he returned and was paralyzed by what he saw…

“Some tried,” the old man replied. “But the mountain is big. And those animals grew clever.”

Roger walked slowly across the grounds.

Each step awakened memories.

Here he had built the first corral.

He had installed the well there.

Beyond that was the small storeroom where he kept the food.

Now everything was covered by nature.

But the heart of his dream… kept beating.

“How many do you think there are?” Roger asked.

Mang Tino shrugged.

—Fifty… maybe sixty.

Roger opened his eyes.

-Sixty?

—Maybe more. More piglets were born every year.

Roger was left thinking.

In the city, the price of pork had risen sharply in recent years, especially after the swine fever outbreak.

Even a small farm could generate good money.