Lazy words

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times.
Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home.
Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

The Princess of Northern Land

The old man furrowed his brow at her, and Lin Changshu also looked up at her, perplexed.


"A hint of an idea popped up in my mind, but I'm not sure it will work, so I want to give it a try." Lin Ziyin explained with a dry laugh.


"Alright, I will go and ask for you when it gets dark." The old man didn't agree until after he finished his soybean paste.


"The old savage at the very west end of the village has it, Grandpa. I think I should go and ask." Lin Changshu didn't interfere with Lin Ziyin's plans.


After they had finished dinner, the old man went out with a heavy load of firewood on his back, while Lin Changshu and Guo Huiniang continued to work in the fields.


It wasn't until the moon was hanging in the willow branches that the old man returned. Meanwhile, Lin Changshu had managed to borrow a grinding mill from the elderly savage's house.


Seeing that the grinding mill was not large, Lin Ziyin felt happy.


Chapter 14: Business Opportunities (2)_1