Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

Upon returning to Ivaris, I sent all the documents I had obtained to my manager, Cefiro.

For once, it's all copied by the magic of Copy, but especially if you're on a map, it's my extra space.

I'm somewhat good at attack magic and not at detecting magic in that hand.

I can't figure out what I wrote that map from just a few traces of magic left on it.

The work of that hand will be in the field of the head of the regiment, a mad alchemist (Mazd Scientist).

So I decided to devote myself to the other task that was being imposed on me.

When I called Sati, the maid, I gave her something.

"What is it? This little white one."

Satti is bewildered by the object he sees for the first time.

"Your husband, what is this?

"This is rice."

"... rice?

She doesn't seem to have heard of it.

I guess I'm not a populist in this world.

Of course, I didn't realize it existed until I went to the king's capital, Leesas. I didn't know there was rice in this world until I found it in a corner of a merchant's shop.

"Remember I told you before about doubling the tax revenues in this city?"

"Yes, they do try four-wheeled farming or something"

"Oh, I was experimenting with magic behind me and stuff, but the soil and the weather in this world seems to be compatible with four-wheel farming."

"Then you'll be able to eat turnips every day!

Satti delights innocently like a child.

"Well, I can't do it every day, but I should be able to eat enough"

"Then double your tax revenues is a success."

"I guess I have roughly no eye for it. Agriculture takes time, so it's not going to work any time soon next year."

"Then the captain will be delighted."

"Well, I'm not reporting it yet."

"Huh? Why not?

"No, if it's easy to accomplish, he'll push me even harder. After all the hard work, I managed to succeed - just enough to report it sadly."

"I see, that's the way it is"

"I'm not a bad person...... no, you're a very bad person. He's a witch who's been alive for hundreds of years, and he's got a bad bottom line."

"... okay? Speak ill of your boss."

"This room is endowed with the magic of" versus eavesdropping. "Besides, any dictatorship has the right to speak ill of its superiors."

- Where my boss isn't, though.

Now, if you're spilling stupidity, it won't start, so let's get down to business.

"Let's get back to it, this is rice, a rare grain taken from an island country in the South."

"... are you expensive?

Satti asks roughly.

"Right there."

Return just one word.

I didn't tell you the price all the time because if you go, this girl is going to graduate.

And I'm going to have this rice cooked, and I can't let it be cooked with trembling hands.

No matter how many cooking celebrities she is, there's no way she can cook with her usual heart if she asks about the price of that ingredient.

"... it's expensive there, but when I say it, what I usually eat is also expensive"

And, preface it.

By the way, is the value of rice in this world as valuable as copper of the same mass?

It's an aristocratic hobby.

If we can mass produce this, tax revenues will be significantly UP!

- I don't think so.

Preferences, if they start coming out in large quantities, the price drops accordingly.

However, it still adds value as a rare grain, and there are advantages to a crop called rice.

"Rice is many times more productive than wheat"

The amount of rice that can be taken from the same area is overwhelmingly greater than that of wheat.

If you blah blah blah, from the point of view of efficiency, in modern times and in different worlds, making wheat and so on is ridiculous.

Rice should be low in fertilizer.

If everyone eats rice, they can feed many times as many humans as they do now.

I'll explain that to Satie, and she'll round her eyes.

"Does that mean you can eat more rice than you've ever had? You can't eat that much Satie."

And I mean the misunderstanding.

Maybe it's too difficult for an uncultivated Sati.

Why don't you drop the level and explain?

"It's a sati mindset. But no. If we can produce multiple times, we will be able to feed many more people than we are now."

"Does that mean that the population will increase proportionally?"

"Simply think about it. Well, it won't actually increase that much, and you don't need to. If we could feed large numbers of people in smaller numbers, we'd have people who didn't have to farm, right?

"Oh, really, but I don't work. You're like a nobleman."

"It's not like I'll literally stop working. People who worked in farming just do other jobs. He could be an arms maker, a bricklayer, some of them could show off their street art and eat."

"There are still people like that...?

"That's more."

Using the terms primary, secondary, and tertiary industries would not be understandable to Sati.

"... well, more people get jobs that free peasants from farming to produce something and serve those who get that job. For example, cooks, stage actors, writers, that would enrich nature and the country."

"... I don't know about Sati, but I just know that your husband is working hard for the people."

When she said that, she said, "Wonder, I will take all the support from your husband with this sati," and rolled up the sleeves of the maid's clothes.

"It would help if you could say that."

When I said that, I asked Sati to cook rice.

I have a wealth of knowledge in my previous life, but when it comes to cooking, it is I who am the gatekeeper. I don't even know what to do anymore if it is cooked further.

It would be muscle to leave this place to the experts.

For once, I was the only one left in my past life's memory.

"When cooking rice, there is an adage that starts out a little medium, don't take the lid off if you cry baby"

I told him the word.

"... hajimechoro choronaka pappa akagonite mohutatorna, is it?... Sounds kind of like a magic spell."

She recites as bewildered.

You don't seem to understand it at all.

Maybe I've blown in the extra.

With that in mind, I stared behind Satti, who started cooking rice.