industrial lord

Chapter 43 Strengthening Seeds
A tree-like pavilion suddenly appeared next to the grain drying field, which immediately attracted the farmers who were plowing in the farmland, and even the peasant woman who was chasing her husband with a pitchfork stopped to watch the excitement.

Frederick sat quietly in the vine pavilion for a while, then asked Mathias: "Do you know which plants are the most profitable?"

Mathias shook his head with an expression of "I knew you would ask this", and said, "Don't worry about expensive medicinal materials. The active ingredients in many medicinal plants need to be accumulated over many years. Like firewood."

"For example, I can make a grape seed grow to fruitful in half a day, but the grapes don't taste like grapes at all, they are as light as water, and the grapes that bear fruit in the second year will be normal."

"Don't even think about wheat. The growth is counted by plant. Even if I can only produce two or three plants at a time, I will be exhausted in a day and I will not be able to grow enough for myself."

Frederick raised his brows and asked, "Can the spawned wheat be sown?"

Mathias replied: "The root system of ordinary plants that promote growth is many times larger than that of natural plants, so that they can absorb enough nutrients in a short period of time. If the land is not fertile enough, it is normal to have empty ears and shriveled, and they can be sown normally. There are very few grains of wheat."

"I'm good at fruit enhancement. That is, the enhanced fruit has certain characteristics under the action of magic. At this time, the seeds are often affected by a lot of magic power and lose their activity."

Frederick nodded. It seems that there is something wrong with the fruit of magic.

Mathias pointed to the magic circle outside, and continued: "Similarly, the seeds used in this vine are also strengthened by magic, targeting the strength of the vine."

"The enhanced seeds make it grow naturally, which is different from magic. It can grow like ordinary crops."

Frederick found a problem and asked, "In this case, why is this technique of magically strengthening seeds not used by others? No one can refuse the temptation of food growth. If I were the king, I would definitely canonize you as a duke. "

Mathias started to shriek, "humming" for a while before saying, "Because I invented this magic."

"The first one to use is the grape I just told you about. I made its fruit bigger and sweeter."

"It's a pity that before I sold it, there was a fight in Constantbul. I don't know which bastard started the battle in my manor. Now there is nothing left."

Frederick opened his mouth and didn't know what to say to comfort him for a while, thinking of a certain old man in the world in his previous life who was unable to graduate with a doctorate because some crops he cultivated were stolen.

He thought for a while and said, "I think, if this trial planting is successful, you can make a fortune just by selling the seeds."

Mathias said seriously: "I think so too, I plan to cooperate with you in a few years when there are results."

Frederick naturally agreed, and immediately said: "I have a manor, on the east side of Wessenburg, or build a specialized crop research chamber of commerce there to facilitate experiments."

Mathias did not immediately agree, but said: "But according to my theory, the seeds that have been strengthened once will weaken back to their original appearance after two or three generations."

Frederick's smile became brighter. He understood the importance of such a seed company better than anyone else. If it is small, it can make money, but if it is big, it will pinch other people's throats.

"It doesn't matter," he said, "it happens that we can sell the seeds every year and use the money we earn to research higher-yielding crops."

Mathias thought about it, and soon realized the principle of squeezing toothpaste without a teacher.

"That's good." The smile on the face of the imperial planter with gold coins shining from his eyes was extremely bright, "We will discuss in detail after you are done with resettling the victims. I will sort out a plan during this time."

Frederick is naturally fine, and then said: "I happen to have a priority project here, you can think about it first."

Mathias came to the spirit immediately.

Frederick pointed to a piece of green farmland in the distance and said, "Now I earn a lot from Wesson syrup, but there is a way to earn more."

"The sweet radish in that field tastes a bit sweet, and that kind of sugar is much sweeter than Wesson syrup."

"However, the sugar content in its roots is too low to be used to extract sugar."

"Think about whether there is any way to increase the sugar content in its roots. If we can extract sweeter sugar from it, we will make a lot of money."

There is no plant taxonomy these days, and beets look like radishes, and because they are a little sweet, they are called sweet radishes.

It's just that the sugar content of beets these days is not high, so they can't be used to make sugar, and they are all eaten as vegetables.

Frederick made a lot of money from maltose, but the sweetness of maltose and white sugar was far worse, and it would be difficult not to make a fortune after white sugar was mass-produced.

After thinking for a while, Mathias said: "I'm not familiar with sweet radish. Its root is sweet. I can start with strengthening the magic of the root and design more plans for comparison."

Frederick doesn't understand professional skills, so let professionals handle it.

The two chatted for a while about the cultivation direction of other crops, Mathias went to check the magic circle, and Frederick went to the place where the wheat seeds were piled up to watch the excitement.

The selection of Chestnut Village for the experiment is not a bad thing. Wessenburg University signed an agreement with the villagers. If the grain produced is lower than the same period last year, the university will lose money to them, and the villagers will benefit if it is higher.

Because the principal of Wessenburg University is Baron Wesson, the villagers agreed out of their trust in the young master.

Frederick and the village chief talked about the agreement and reassured the villagers while studying the wheat seeds in the baskets.

At noon, the magic circle was finally finished.

At lunch, Frederick asked Mathias while eating bran steamed buns with chestnut powder and pea and pig offal soup, "Is this magic circle here so that others will learn from it?"

"It's okay." Mathias said mysteriously, "This magic circle is just a tool, like a magic wand. What really works is my operation."

Frederick also breathed a sigh of relief with his original expression.

He ate a few mouthfuls of peas and pork offal, and the taste wasn't too bad.

It's busy farming season, and that's when farmers eat lunch and meat.

Since the advent of steam bread, the people in Wesson can steam everything for a while, and this bun is made by them without a teacher.

Now someone sells a steamer that is placed on the top of the soup pot. When the soup is cooked below, the steamed buns are steamed in the steamer. The odor is not worth mentioning when it comes to saving firewood.

After everyone had lunch, the farmers began to move the wheat seeds into the place designated by Mathias in the magic circle.

Mathias stood beside and chanted, and soon after the magic circle was activated, the green magic elements kept gathering above the magic circle, flooding the baskets of wheat seeds, and gradually became violent like a sea with huge waves. sports.

After a few minutes, the layman couldn't see anything, the magic circle stopped working, and the magic elements quickly dissipated.

The baskets were quickly brought out, and the wheat seeds inside were emitting a green light, which gradually dissipated after a while.

Farmers, look at me and I look at you, thinking that this will increase production?
(End of this chapter)