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

"Give me a few more," said the young man leaning in with narrowed eyes.


Without hesitation, Lin Ziyin handed him another five sticks. Today, she had landed a big spender.


"Take this to the old lady to taste," the young man instructed the small boy next to him.


"Yes." The boy quickly agreed. It was unknown where he got the food container from, but he placed the tofu skewers into it and then hurried away.


"Sir, your change," Lin Changshu noticed he was leaving after receiving the skewers and quickly called him back.


The young man had pulled out over an ounce of silver in two occasions. It was just a few tofu skewers - he didn't need so much silver.


"Your tip, young man," the boy didn't even look back and walked away.


"Miss, give me three more." A customer started to eat as soon as he got the skewers. The food was so delicious that he threw down another handful of copper coins without leaving.


"Hey, you've already eaten, and we haven't gotten ours yet," someone behind grumbled.


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