Being a wizard is a magical profession.

Most of them pursue power, so they conduct various experiments, even human experiments.

They are the smartest people in the world, the ones who hold power.

If they had put a little more effort into leading world change instead of pursuing power, it would not be impossible for chemical fertilizers, hybrid wheat, and even wheat that could produce 2,000 kilograms of grain per acre to appear.

This is a fantasy world, not the Earth of the previous life.

Luther could not change the wizards' pursuit of power, but he could use money to make them devote some of their intelligence and talents to world building.

Wheat research base.

Fertilizer research base.

Luther is ready. The city hall has allocated funds. Given the wizards' terrifying abilities, these two things may be produced this year and reach the hands of farmers next year.

Fertilizers may not be widely available for the time being, but once high-yield wheat seeds are developed, Luther can ensure that every farmer can use them.

Food will become even less valuable.

The agricultural workers will be reduced to a terrible level. The young people will become industrial workers. The future Prussia will surely be an industrial empire.

The grain merchants were completely silent. They could not describe in words how shocked they were after hearing the news.

Is the grain business coming to an end?

Just as what this master said, business that relies on land will definitely be the least profitable business.

"Among the eight grain merchants among us, seven may have to change their careers." The grain merchants thought to themselves, feeling a little sad.

Because most of them have been engaged in the grain business since their ancestors, and by the time it was passed down to their generation, it had all disappeared.

"It seems that you all understand that there is no future in the grain business, but don't worry. This time you cooperate with me and don't buy grain. Let those big farmers sell their land and serfs and abolish the serfdom system. I will show you a way out."

Everything is under control, Luther said with a smile.

The grain merchants who were originally a little depressed were suddenly cheered up. Yes, the Mr. Ruler in front of them was the most successful businessman in the White Eagle Territory.

Everyone who followed him made a lot of money.

The seven major families, the Morgan family, Miss Alice and so on, each of them is a prominent figure in the White Eagle Territory.

If they could get on board, losing the grain business would be a good thing.

"Please be sure to give me some advice." Mr. Hiltu's attitude was even more humble than before, and he bent down and said to Luther.

"In the future, grain production will be high, but the population cannot grow to the point where it can digest so much grain. You should switch to animal husbandry, buy grain to make feed, and raise more cattle and sheep. As you know, my free education has brought 720,000 more knights to the White Eagle Territory. In the future, the number of knights in the White Eagle Territory will increase further. And knights need a lot of meat for nutrition. Animal husbandry is a very good way out."

Luther said with a smile.

The grain merchants immediately understood.

"Yes, as long as there is demand, there is profit, and we can do business. The grain yield is so high that people can't eat it all, and the price of grain will plummet. As the number of knights increases, the demand for meat will increase greatly. We can make a fortune by doing animal husbandry business. This is a very good business."

"Thank you for your guidance. We will vigorously recruit cowboys, train cowboys, and enter the animal husbandry industry." Mr. Hilltu stood up excitedly and bowed to Luther.

Other grain merchants also stood up.

"Okay, then don't buy grain according to the plan. After the big landlords sell their land and serfs, the city hall will come forward to protect the grain price. It is tentatively set at 60% of last year's price. Anyone can go bankrupt, but farmers cannot. Low grain prices hurt farmers."

This was Luther's final move. He fleeced all the big landowners who owned serfs, but in the end he had to protect the interests of the peasants.

And that’s not all.

After food prices collapsed, the Pompeys stepped in to stabilize food prices.

The peasants also have the White Eagle to thank for their coat of arms.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Luther, Pompey will always be a profiteer.

Turn your hand and clouds appear; turn your hand again and rain falls.

The general direction of the entire White Eagle Territory is always under Luther's control. Therefore, the small profits at the end of the rope are not important at all. With this power, it is easy to make money.

Besides, Luther really looked down on secular business.

After all, no matter how well a territory is managed, it is not as profitable as an elemental planet.

He now manages the territory only out of an obsession. He wants to make Pompeii more prosperous and fill most people with laughter and joy.

Also, Luther needed military power.

If we enter an era of universal knighthood, population will represent military strength.

The conversation ended here, and Luther was respectfully escorted out of the villa by the grain merchants. He got on the carriage with Lelouch and returned to the city hall.

The grain merchants stopped for a long time, and only turned around and entered the villa together when the carriage engraved with the "White Eagle Emblem" disappeared from their sight.

"This Mr. Governor White Eagle really amazes me." After returning to the living room, Mr. Hiltu sat in the main seat, reached out and touched his forehead, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

You have to know that Mr. Hiltu has been taking potions since he was a child, and he has the body of a knight, immune to cold and heat. But now he is sweating, which shows how great the pressure is.

"You have amazing courage, and the changes are too much for me to keep up with. If you give this gentleman another ten years, the White Eagle Territory will surely be more prosperous than the Earldom of Libya, and the White Eagle emblem will become one of the only three families in Orange."

A grain merchant nodded in agreement, and then he said to the maid beside him, "Give me a bottle of wine."

"Yes, sir." The maid bowed and went downstairs to get the wine.

"Bring a few more bottles," Mr. Hiltu said quickly. Soon after, the maid came up with five bottles of wine and filled them for the gentlemen.

Mr. Xiertu took a sip of wine to calm down. He was much more relaxed and said, "Since the Governor has intervened in the price of grain, we should just follow the route he sets. We need to discuss buying land, hiring workers, and developing animal husbandry."

"This matter is easy to resolve. With the Governor's move, those big farmers will surely be eager to sell their farmland. We can just take over and turn it into a ranch."

A grain merchant said with a smile.

“That makes sense.”

"Mr. Governor has even paved the way for us. Cheers to Mr. Governor." Mr. Hiltu raised his glass and said.

The grain merchants took a sip of the wine and their faces flushed.

Follow the Governor and you will have food to eat.

(End of this chapter)