The more he thought about it, the more he felt this matter was worth his happiness.
His recent situation had filled him with pressure.
The state of Bamboo Village was simply chaos to him.
He had no idea how to eliminate this chaos.
Every time he seriously considered the situation here, he felt a bit of a headache.
Bamboo Village was very pleased with their creation of paper, paper lanterns, and kites.
But Bamboo Village was not what he hoped it would be.
Raising wild pigs could improve life, but it was far from what he hoped for.
Pigs are not as easy to raise as sheep.
Obtaining feed for pigs might always be somewhat challenging.
The pigsty he built was like a pig farm, each pig had a pen.
Inside, it was foul-smelling, dirty, chaotic, and crowded.
Making one's body and mind quite uncomfortable.
He did indeed buy some people to help with pig farming.
But he felt the living environment was terrible and unstable.
