industrial lord

Chapter 42 Plant Magic
"is this okay?"

"Why not?"

"This mill was just used to grind bones. Isn't it dirty to grind flour without washing the bones?"

"It's okay, anyway, the flour is eaten by the old men in the town."

……

The steward of the mill is a very respectable position in the territory, with high luxuries and high status, and the farmers would call "Sir" when they saw it.

So after the mill manager in Chestnut Village was dismissed by the young master on the spot and appointed as a compost collector, his wife chased him all over the village with a pitchfork.

In the mill, Frederick scooped up a spoonful of bone meal with a wooden spoon and studied it for a while, then went outside to the open-air stove.

There are three stoves here, each with a cauldron in which Frederick can be stewed.

The villagers are putting the collected broken bones and some mussel shells and screw shells into the pot on the left, and then adding a lot of plant ash and water to cook the bones.

The bones in the middle pot have been boiled for a while, someone scooped up the boiled fat and added water to prevent it from drying out.

The flue of the stove was transformed into a drying bed like a kang, where the bones that had been degreased were dried and collected and sent to the mill to be ground into powder.

Because the finer the bone meal, the better its fertility will be brought out. The bone meal that has been ground for the first time is sifted through a hydraulic sieve, and then the coarse broken bones need to be ground for a second time.

Frederick looked at it for a while, thinking that it would be inconvenient to use a stone mill to grind the bone meal, and he should get the ball mill out later, the wooden barrel is lined with iron sheets to improve the lifespan, and large pebbles are also acceptable without steel balls.

He turned his head and asked the village head beside him, "Are there enough bones?"

The village chief bowed his waist and replied: "It's enough now, but it's hard to say in the future. We are going to buy it in other territories."

Frederick gave a soft "hmm".

At present, farmers pay attention to nitrogen fertilizers such as compost and green manure. They also have a certain understanding of plant ash and potassium fertilizers, but they do not pay enough attention. As for phosphorus fertilizers, they are just bones mixed in compost.

Now Professor Mathias from Weissenburg University began to pay attention to compound fertilizers after being inspired by Frederick, and the importance of phosphorus fertilizers has increased.

The problem is that the current per capita meat consumption is too low, and there are not so many bones to make bone meal.

Facing the same problem is the blood meal.

The collected livestock blood is being boiled in the pot on the right side of the stove. After boiling, add quicklime at the ratio of 100kg of blood to 20kg of quicklime, stir rapidly at the same time, take it out and dry it in the sun when it is dark brown. Finally grind into powder.

Before planting wheat, wetting the wheat seeds first and then dressing them with 4% blood meal by weight can increase the yield by 10% or even 20%.

Bones can go to other places to collect garbage, but the raw materials for blood meal are troublesome.

Today it was reported that Baron Wesson bought a large amount of blood, maybe tomorrow there will be a door-to-door boss like Yujie Brave, and a large amount of acid slime must be prepared.

Not to mention that blood sausage is a food that villagers often eat and blood meal is difficult to preserve for a long time.

To solve the problem of raw materials, we must vigorously develop the aquaculture industry. For now, we don’t need to think about chemical fertilizers. At most, we can get some potassium nitrate.

Don’t even think about urea gypsum. This kind of fertilizer is acidic, and the land here is also mainly acidic soil. Add it to dip dumplings.

Frederick came to the edge of the field. In the field where autumn sowing was being prepared, the whole family of farmers was mixing compost, bone meal, plant ash, and golden clumps, and spreading them evenly on the field.

Jinkela is the product of Frederick's first copied hometown in the world, and it is actually zeolite.

It is true that Jinkela "does not lose or evaporate". Because of its special structure, zeolite can absorb nutrients in the soil like a sponge, and release them when these things are lacking in the external soil, thereby reducing the loss of fertilizer nutrients.

Peas and other beans have just been planted in these fields. After the beans are harvested, the bean vines are turned over and pressed into the ground, and watered enough to make them rot.

Frederick looked at it for a while, and found Professor Mathias, the royal planter, and several of his students on the grain drying field at the edge of the field.

Compared with the fertilization just now, this place is an epoch-making existence.

Small ditches have been dug out on the rammed ground of the grain drying field, and a group of students are pouring a dark red mud-like material into the ditches with buckets.

Frederick walked up to Mathias and asked curiously, "What kind of magic circle is this?"

Mathias replied: "Stimulate the magic of the seeds, so that the plants will bear more fruit."

Frederick's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it useful for all plants?"

"That's natural." Mathias showed a smug expression on his face, "Many of the plants I manipulate use fruits as weapons, and this magic is what I'm best at."

Frederick's eyes lit up, thinking he had found a treasure.

At this time, a student said: "The teacher is working hard on the fruit department because the winding department is too bad."

Matthias stared, stretched out his right hand, and held a black plant seed from nowhere in his finger. He said in a cold voice, "Would you like to try my poor winding magic?"

The student shrank his neck and ran away immediately.

Mathias saw that Frederick was staring at the seeds in his hand, smiled slightly, let go of his hand, and the seeds fell to the ground.

There is a dark green light between this seed and the finger. As soon as the seed touches the ground, it immediately grows rapidly, and a vine grows in the blink of an eye.

These vines glowed green, twisting and growing like tentacles, and after a few breaths, a pavilion was formed beside the two, with two chairs made of curled vines and a table.

Frederick was terrified by the scene in front of him, his mouth grew too big, and after the green light faded, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to poke the vine, and then looked up at the emerald green leaves.

"Take a break." Mathias sat down triumphantly, "The first batch of wheat seeds may be strengthened in the afternoon."

Frederick asked immediately after sitting down, "Is this... a real plant?"

"Yes," Mathias replied, "still alive, but not for long."

"Why?" Frederick asked in surprise.

"It's very simple." Mathias shrugged. "Its root system absorbs and consumes all the water and nutrients in the surrounding soil, and it will die of starvation and thirst in a short time."

Frederick immediately jumped out of the gazebo and found that the surrounding land was indeed much drier than other places.

He immediately asked the village chief to bring water to water the land.

The village chief and the villagers had been frightened for a long time, and Frederick kicked each of them before reacting.

Mathias smiled and said to Frederick who returned to the pavilion: "If it is regularly pruned and watered and fertilized, this pavilion can live for a long time."

Frederick didn't answer the question, but thought while pinching his chin.

(End of this chapter)