Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

It's been a week since I became village chief. There is no movement in the Empire. I guess I'm desperate to find the killer who attacked the supply base.

Because of the monster that cuts and kills dozens of people on his own, he needs to consolidate his defense and can't afford to crack any other soldier.

But not so far away come the soldiers to the village.

Those guys have to make up for the supplies I took. It is natural to try to make up for it by taking additional taxes.

Besides, there's a demon stone that the captain cats and doesn't have enough. That would be more important if I couldn't make up for it elsewhere.

Now, the villagers are instructed to monitor the imperial side at all times.

Of course, he gave various instructions to survive the winter, not just imperial measures. To the men, along with cross-bow training, let the mountains hunt for sea lions and boars, and to the women, even cranberries and caede leaves. They are allowed to collect mountain vegetables and mushrooms that can be stored in them, and they are allowed to make the meat that they have taken into dry meat.

Thanks to the crossbow, the results of the hunt are more than usual and there is more room than usual.

Cranberries are particularly powerful. This has many uses and is not enough, no matter how much. I'm desperately stockpiling because I won't be able to take it at the end of the fall.

I myself, in addition to my work as a doctor, moved a lot to enrich the village.

Today I'm showing off what I made with that part to my Lucier counterpart.

"Cyril, what building is this transparent wall made of?

Lucier asks with a frightened face.

Today, I took Lucier out of the village and made it next to the workshop. I was showing him the keepsake.

"This is it. Glasshouse. The sunlight gets stronger when you pass through this clear ceiling, and it's warm inside because it won't let the heat escape. Conversely, I won't let the cold air escape either, but it has an internal adhesive structure around it, so it's okay."

"Cyril is hard to explain every time."

"Inside this building is warmer than outside. I guess that's all you need to know."

This is the greenhouse I built. By way of example, it is made using the power of Dwarves.

"So what's that red ball?

"That's fire magic you're using instead of heating. I absorb the fire mana around me and keep burning. It's convenient to say that the glasshouse is warm because of its limitations. Until the magic structure is loose and self-destructive. When a leading magician uses it, it lasts a month."

Of course, I'm a super magician. That's the magic I activated when I was a Dwarf compatible with Mana of Fire. I can maintain it for two months.

In one day yesterday, he plows the ground, supports what he burns clay to brick, stretches quartz glass around to make a glass house, and places three magic tricks of the sphere of fire in the glass house.

It is common in size 50m (H), 8m (W) and 2m (H). This size is the easiest to handle, and it's the limit I can make with my magic.

Even though the temperature outside is near 10°C, the glass house is kept warm at over 20°C.

And this glasshouse has a gimmick to keep.

A device has been installed that can suck up water from the basement, go through pipes made of iron, shower from the sky, and sprinkle water in an instant.

A ball made of fire magic doesn't go out like this.

"Cyril, what did you make this for?

"Naturally, it's to grow crops. You don't grow up a lot when it's cold, do you? It's getting a little cold now, but in this, crops grow as much as in spring."

"Damn, even when it's getting cold, if it's in here, I can grow it. But you can't if it just starts snowing, can you? It's probably just over three months till the first snow. What kind of plants can you harvest by then?

"Of course. I found it when I attacked the supply base. This can be harvested in three months"

That's what I said. I took care of it. Empty the crate.

There were tightly packed potatoes there. There are two crates, about 20 kg per crate.

The best temperatures supposedly used to grow potatoes range from 15°C to 25°C. It's getting colder and colder from now on. Potatoes that can be harvested in three months at the right temperature can also be grown late when temperatures are low, which takes about six months. To avoid that, we built a glass house.

And depending on what you do, this glasshouse is the hope of a village that can grow some crops even in the winter.

Cyril, that's the fruit of the devil, isn't it?

"That's right. You got a good idea."

Potatoes are in this era. It was called the fruit of the devil and was shunned. I can tell you that I was quite lucky to be found at the Imperial Supply Base.

"Grandma said you should never eat it."

"Well, it's poisonous, and if you suck, you die."

That's why potatoes weren't called the fruit of the devil and spread.

"You can't raise that!

"If you don't suck, it's fine because it's an excellent crop"

That's what I say and smile.

"This fruit is not poisonous in itself. It's just that the buds you've grown are fiercely poisonous, and, look, this is turning green, right? This stuff is poisonous, too. Anyone who doesn't know the fruits of the devil is fine, eats these things, suffers from abdominal pain and diarrhea, and sometimes dies."

There are few people in this world who can read letters and do not convey accurate information in the form of listening to people. Because of that, many, I got sick with my mouth full of potato sprouts.

Compared to the information that buds say is dangerous, it would be terrible to eat, that kind of painful story is fairly easy to spread and not very popular with potatoes.

"But if you don't know that, you're in danger of dying."

Lucier says worryingly. I know how that feels, but the village of Elves will have two hundred people at most, who will be able to get the information across properly.

Besides, there's a reason I really need to grow it.

"Still, the devil's fruit is harvestable and nutritious in just three months, and most importantly, it's delicious. There is no other plant like that. The only way to enrich this village by winter is to rely on this.

Honestly, with the current stockpile, I can't afford it too much, and my reading is that the only stockpile I can get through is the elves in this village, ”I'll be in trouble later." Evidence from the theory, if you try it, you'll see how good it is, so, you see, I've cooked one. "

"Do you have to eat?

"No, but I want Lucier to eat it."

"Ugh, okay."

I give Lucier a potato that is still warm and steaming until I go out. The only flavoring is salt.

Lucier, who received it, cheeked with a hanging voice.

"Ah, loosen up, gentle flavor, you might like this"

"Right? And the harvest is out of step with the wheat. More or less about twenty times what I planted. Besides, it's easier to make than growing wheat, and it's a really good crop."

In this day and age, wheat takes a lot of work before it only increases about five times the amount planted. Potatoes have an overwhelming advantage over that.

"That's amazing. If I plant all over this old glasshouse, that's going to get me through the winter. Perhaps we should crush the fields of wheat from next year and grow all, the fruits of the devil. Wheat takes ten months to harvest, and when it's grained, it's almost gone, and the devil's fruit is much better. In two crates, everything in this building is tough, but if we can harvest it, we might be able to secure enough to sprinkle it all over the village fields from now on."

"You better not do that."

I said with a smile.

"The Devil's Actually, I say potatoes. Basically, when one gets sick, they all often get the same disease. When you only grow potatoes, when they do, you lose what you eat all over the village. So when you grow this, it's the iron rule to grow potatoes even if they're all gone."

On Earth, there are as many examples of the destruction caused by it in villages and towns where potatoes are the staple food. Famous is Ireland in the nineteenth century.

Different elements are involved, but the disease of massive potatoes has spread, with the tragic result that, in just four years, nearly one and a half million Irish people, nearly 30 per cent of whom had used staple foods as potatoes, have starved to death and more than 40 per cent of two million people have fled the country and become refugees.

Because of its excellence, potatoes have become explosively popular and saved tens of millions, but at the same time have killed tens of millions.

Typical diseases are those in which the stem becomes cavity. No matter how this is raised, it cannot be completely prevented, and it will be when it is, and once it is done, the potatoes in the field will almost be wiped out. When you are dependent on potatoes for food, the whole village is quickly starving.

It's convenient, so you shouldn't lose sight of its disadvantages. You can't fail more than you can keep the lives of all the villages.

"You have a pit in everything."

"There's more to it. You suck too much nutrition from the soil, so if you continue to plant in the same place, the harvest will be halved. Besides, the potato parasite is troublesome, and to combat it, they generally tell you not to grow potatoes on that land for two years once you plant potatoes."

I don't know if I'm in this world, but the eggplant family, including potatoes, develops a nasty parasite called potato cisto senchu. This guy clings to potato roots and lays countless eggs.

It has no effect on the human body, but once the outbreak is allowed, the yield drops dramatically, and if it increases too much, the potatoes do not grow at all. Plus this guy survives in egg condition for over a decade, even without a parasitic destination.

So once you harvest potatoes, you don't plant aubergine plants for two years. By doing so, we restore overnourished land, while at the same time preventing a massive outbreak of parasites.

Still, the eggs left on the ground live for more than a decade, so little by little they increase, and sooner or later they won't be able to take the potatoes properly in that field.

If these guys could grow nonparasitic potatoes in a land that we know absolutely doesn't exist, we wouldn't need measures but it wouldn't be possible in today's world.

"It's hard to take it in three months, but it won't last two years."

"In the meantime, I usually grow another crop. They only parasitize the same kind of crop as potatoes."

"Normal means there's some unusual way?

"With the idea of reversal. I throw away the land where I grew potatoes once. What, there's no land left. All you have to do is put up another glass house. I could build a glasshouse to plow the soil in a day."

Yes, it would be perfectly fine if we grew up on uncontaminated land.

However, when the soil is transmitted and their habitat expands, it is the same wherever it is planted, so this glasshouse creates a bottom made of brick 3 m underground and isolates it from the outside.

This measure also aims to increase the insulation effect without cooling the soil.

No matter how much they breed in this glasshouse, I can't get out of this glasshouse so I can grow potatoes in a new field with confidence.

"It's just Cyril like that... but just about every time, when you put up a glasshouse, one day the land will be gone and it's a waste"

"Of course, I'll reuse it. They're vulnerable to water. While growing potatoes elsewhere, strain the water and kill them all"

And it was also to be able to strain the water that I purposefully covered the basement with bricks until I struggled.

"If that's what you're gonna die for, I think you can water it, dry it, and then use it."

"Even if they say they are vulnerable to water, they will live for three months. Besides, it doesn't really work unless it's hot in the spring or summer. Otherwise you won't die."

And this method was also finally discovered on Earth in 2013.

Until then, no clear method of extermination had been discovered.

Since 1400, I've been thinking about measures, and I know exactly how horrible they are, considering that effective measures were finally discovered in 2013.

"You're a frighteningly persistent parasite. Oh, well. Glasshouse for that, huh? It's warm in here, so we can wipe it out at any time."

"You understand very well. You're right. Not many of them have been so persistent."

Poor nature doesn't put me in three fingers, to my knowledge, but it catches me at about the end of the Worst 100.

"That's a long forethought, and let's plant potatoes. If we do this together, we'll be done planting in a day."

That's what I say, punching the contents of the crate. Then sprouted potatoes scatter around.

"Hey, it's in this crate, isn't it all budded?

"I did that on purpose. It's better that way to plant it. I let them sprout in the sunlight all but the guy who fed Lucier so he could plant them at any time."

By the way, this work was done in my workshop on the outskirts of the village.

They were outside in the sun at noon, sprouting.

Finally, in order to increase the harvest at all, the big imo makes tearful efforts such as increasing seed potatoes by quartering them so as not to damage the buds they have grown.

Thanks to this, a total of 402 seed potatoes were made.

It was magically tidied yesterday, and the soil would have been raised and made up, but it has 7 rows at 70cm intervals, so I will plant potatoes at 40cm intervals.

When the two of us kept quietly planting potatoes, we managed to end the day before it was completely twilight.

The seed potatoes ran out in the third of the seventh rows. The land is a waste. If I had more potatoes, I would have planted them in all seven rows...

But there's nothing you can do if you don't have something to plant. You'll be planted full of glasshouses next time in this harvest.

Whatever it is, that concludes our work for today.

I had eyes with Lucier, who was sweaty and had a good smile.

"You're done, Cyril."

"Thank you. I didn't finish it alone."

Exactly, the task of planting seed potatoes at 40cm intervals without damaging sprouts stretched from seed potatoes needed manual work because it was difficult to do so by magic. I might have lost my mind if I had planted 400 seed potatoes alone.

"What do I have to do?

"When the weed grows, pull it out, when the bugs stop by, remove it, and when it grows to some extent, you're about to sprinkle the fertilizer. All you have to do is leave it. One of these days the stems will turn yellow, so if they do, they will pull the roots out and harvest. There's a lot of potatoes in the ground."

By the way, fertilizers are in production now.

After thinking about the balance of phosphorus silicon potassium, we have to keep the soil acidic, so we can't leave it to the amateur. Fertilizers made poorly become poisonous.

You'll only make it in a month when you need to get fattening.

"That's all?

"Yes, I am."

"And harvest in three months?

"Twenty degrees, spring temperatures, that's three months to harvest. It'll take more when it's cold, though."

"I'm in danger. But I'm dying to crush the wheat fields and turn them into potato fields. It's too easy. This."

Around the day, Lucier, tormented by wheat, said with a sincere resentment.

I don't know how that feels. Wheat takes a lot of work with that. Still better than rice though.

"Cyril, aren't you going to tell everyone?

"That's why I've never made potatoes before. If you can't expect me to, you'll disappoint me. Basically, I'm gonna take care of this by myself."

It's tough, but potatoes can handle it.

"I'm not alone. I'm here. Let's do our best to surprise everyone."

"Sorry."

"Yeah, I'm glad Cyril relied on me"

That's how the two of us go home praying for the potatoes to grow safely.

If this could be done, the food situation in the village would be much better.