Chapter 492: Agricultural Magic

Before long, Fabienne finished making the improved plant nutrient solution.
Since the method wasn’t particularly difficult, everyone had managed to produce a high-quality result.

“We need to give this magic potion a name. How about ‘Fabienne’s Plant Nutrient Solution’?”

“That’s a little embarrassing…”

“I see~”

Fabienne, cheeks flushed, looked down, and I couldn’t help but gaze at her with a grin. Seriously, she’s adorable—my wife.

Alright, then, what kind of name should we give it? As expected, maybe including Fabienne’s name wouldn’t be the best idea.

“How about ‘Universal Plant Nutrient Solution’? We’ll still have to test its effect on crops, but according to your assessment, sensei, it should work just fine on them, right?”

“I’m certain it will work. Yeah, since it can be used on any plant, let’s go with ‘Universal Plant Nutrient Solution.’ What do you think, Fabienne?”

“I think it’s a good name. It’s very clear about which plants it can be used for.”

“Then it’s decided.”

With Fabienne’s approval, the name was set—Universal Plant Nutrient Solution. A new magic potion has been born in this world, and it was made by my wife. This is the best. Alright, let’s try raising some crops in the greenhouse right away.

Let’s see for ourselves just how good this Universal Plant Nutrient Solution is.

It seemed the royal palace apothecaries would also be helping, so we all headed for the greenhouse together. Along the way, we picked up Mira, who had fruit juice around her mouth.

Snacking, are we~? I’ll have to talk to the head chef later. If she’s eating without permission, it’ll be a spanking.

Upon arriving at the greenhouse, we immediately began preparations. We planted potatoes—the staple food of commoners—alongside wheat, tomatoes, eggplants, cabbages, and strawberries. Naturally, we planted them in locations suited to each season.

That’s the beauty of greenhouses—they can replicate every season.

“The Heine Frontier Count’s Estate’s greenhouse is really amazing. You can’t do this in the royal castle’s greenhouse.”

“Yes, that’s right. Even just reproducing spring in winter was already pushing it.
To think you could reproduce summer, autumn, and even winter like this—it’s hard to believe even while seeing it with my own eyes.”

Those words came from Clark-san and Lila-san, royal palace apothecaries staying at the Heine Frontier Count’s Estate under the guise of training.

This is the first I’ve heard of it—so the royal castle’s greenhouse is like that? That means the Heine Frontier Count’s Estate’s greenhouse is ahead of its time.

“As expected from a greenhouse built by Julius-sama.”

“Eh? Sensei built it?!”

“Ah—no, not just me. I built it together with Rosalia. It wasn’t only me, okay?”

I repeated that twice, just in case—otherwise strange rumors might start. Sorry, Rosalia, but I’m making you my accomplice. And it’s not a lie—Rosalia did help create the magical tools installed in this greenhouse.

Even now, she regularly inspects them. Thinking about it, Rosalia’s grown a lot.

Using earth magic, I created soft, fluffy soil, planted the crops, and watered them with water magic. That completed the preparations in no time—honestly, planting the crops took longer than the magic work.

“You can do all that with magic…?”

“As expected of sensei. No wonder you can manage that huge herb garden. By the way, could you teach us that magic you just used?”

Three royal palace apothecaries looked at me with eyes sparkling, and even Fabienne glanced over with curiosity. Perfect—let’s teach them all at once.

And thus, Julius Heine’s agricultural magic class began.

After finishing the morning’s tasks, I headed to the Heine Trading Company in the afternoon. It was partly meant to be a casual date, so I planned to take my time looking around—starting with the workshop.

There, I found Rosalia and young Edward already present.

“Looks like the magic tools are being made without any problems.”

“Oniisan.”

“Julius-sama.”

After exchanging updates with the two, I also spoke with the craftsmen. It seemed everyone’s days were fulfilling, and their expressions were bright. Still, I reminded them not to overwork themselves. If fatigue became serious, I’d have to consider providing basic stamina recovery potions. Maybe I could even add giant honeybee honey for extra healing effect.

Once the workshop inspection was done, we headed to the store. Since it was the afternoon, the shop was bustling with customers. The staff were moving about busily.

It didn’t seem like there’d be time to talk leisurely with the clerks, so I didn’t call anyone over. Instead, Fabienne and I simply browsed the store together.

Pencils seemed to be selling well—apparently often purchased as part of a set with pencil cases and other items. They were selling rapidly even as I watched.

Perhaps some buyers were planning to resell them elsewhere. But that was fine—these stationery products all bore the Heine mark, making their origin obvious at a glance.

Some imitations existed elsewhere, but if the Heine Trading Company’s goods were known to be the highest quality, our brand strength would give us the edge.

“They’re selling fountain pens here too.”

“You’re right. So they’ve finally started selling them to commoners, huh? Even so, they’re still kept in glass cases, and the price is rather high.”

“Look—it says, ‘How about this as a gift?’”

“So they’re marketing them as special items. Smart. At that price, they’d still feel like a bargain—jewelry would be even more expensive.”

Fountain pens are practical and can be used daily. Personally, I find them more useful than jewelry—though maybe that’s just a man’s opinion. As gifts for men, fountain pens are perfect. They might even become a trend soon—I’m looking forward to it.