How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 110.2
However, the reaction of the vassals became even more lukewarm than during the time of the oats. It was understandable, since oats were still a traditional crop that had been grown in Hezekia, but something like oil beans would be completely unfamiliar to them.
“Regarding those oil beans… you instructed me previously so I did tell them to plant it, but what on earth is it used for, Your Highness?”
“Perhaps because they were brought in from foreign lands, they are very different from the beans grown in the warm places in the south of the empire, Your Highness. It is a relief that they grow well even in a cold climate, but they are so greasy that even pigs avoid them.”
They are fastidious pigs. Disliking everything given to them… Turning back to look at Lord Mildred, who had a troubled face, I subtly shook my head.
“It seems the oil bean lives up to its name. If it is that greasy, can you not just press it?”
“Where would we use all that oil… Ah!”
As if only then catching onto my intention, Lord Mildred smacked his fist against his palm. Wilhelm chimed in from the side with an amazed voice.
“We can just use it to make Hezekia Fries. Did you introduce the fried batatas with this kind of method in mind?”
“As expected, Your Highness looks far into the future. There are not many occasions to slaughter pigs, so I had a lot of worries about how to procure lard every time, but my insight was short as expected.”
“The Grand Consort would have naturally prepared a method on his own anyway. You are worrying about all sorts of unnecessary things.”
“……”
At that time, my mind was in a rush so I used lard without any thoughts, just planning to fry them first and see. The oil beans were truly a fluke. Actually, let alone the batatas, compared to the cacao or coffee received from the Continent of Taurraka, the oil beans had no proper use, so I had completely forgotten about them after instructing them to just try cultivating them experimentally.
Even so, since they are misunderstanding on their own that I am competent, I should just gloss over it. It was just when I was clearing my throat and making a moderately arrogant face.
[☆Let’s go to the Continent of Taurraka!☆] Notice of Additional Distribution of Event Completion Rewards Congratulations! The ‘Resolution of Hezekia’s Food Shortage’ reward has been additionally bestowed. Hezekia transforms into a region capable of exporting food beyond mere self-sufficiency ♡
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It is true that I received a lot of help from the system during this time, but isn’t this a bit too much? For doing what did it say a reward was additionally bestowed? I did everything!
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Already three years had flown by since the batatas safely took root in the soil of Hezekia. There had been quite a commotion, but after the french fry tasting event was successfully hosted, the batatas instead became a more popular crop than even the wheat that used to be the staple ingredient.
Thanks to that, the four-crop rotation system pushed forward urgently and also established its place effectively. The barley cultivation, about which the vassals had been the most lukewarm, was also unexpectedly highly popular, because Hezekia finally began to produce beer.
Now in Hezekia, it was not difficult to see scenes where peasants shared a glass of beer (or five glasses… or ten glasses…) every evening with french fries as a side dish. Not only that, but beer and Hezekia Fries established themselves as Hezekia’s special products, and numerous taverns sprang up in the border regions adjacent to other estates.
And the estate residents… began to gain weight…
“It is a good thing. Is this not proof that Hezekia is no longer a destitute estate of the frontier.”
Tristan spoke softly, rolling up the corners of his lips slightly. Of course it is a good thing. Except the problem is that I am gaining weight too. The combination of a glass of beer at night and french fries was a temptation that was utterly difficult to endure.
At any rate, it was not just the food supply situation that changed. Hezekia’s port gained a layer of vitality. The fleet made up of newly ordered large vessels continuously carried on the Sar Empire trade with Lord Mildred as the central figure. Gerhardt did not let down expectations and searched through the taverns of Port Belforte to find a cannon maker, and he conducted cannon research in a steel mill secretly prepared in Hezekia.
In addition, we began to pay attention to hygiene and quarantine measures as well. Infectious diseases are the biggest issue threatening the survival of estate residents in any era. Gathering the doctors of Hezekia, I established a formal medical center, and thanks to possessing modern knowledge, I could put forward a few ideas to have them conduct related research such as vaccine development.
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