"I’ll take the spotted weaner," Leo said, pulling out a hundred-dollar bill. "The $100 one. That way I can afford the best feed you’ve got. I'm not just buying a pig, Mr. Miller. I'm buying the blue ribbon."
"How much to buy a pig, Mr. Miller?" Leo asked, his voice steady despite the flutter in his chest. how much to buy a pig
Leo stood at the edge of Miller’s Farm, clutching a weathered leather wallet that felt far too light for his ambitions. He had spent the last three summers hauling hay and fixing fences with one goal in mind: buying his first pig for the county fair. "I’ll take the spotted weaner," Leo said, pulling
Leo nodded, his eyes fixed on a spotted piglet that was currently trying to climb over its sibling’s back. I'm not just buying a pig, Mr
Miller chuckled. "That’s a breeding sow, son. She’s the future of the farm. A lady like that costs anywhere from $500 to $2,000. And a prime boar? You’re looking at $2,500 easy. Quality costs, and legacy costs more."
Leo looked back at the spotted piglet. It had finally made it to the top of the pile and was let out a triumphant, high-pitched oink.