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

"If manpower is not enough, corresponding tools can be used." Lin Ziyin responded instinctively.


Upon hearing this, Lin Ziyin immediately put down the screw in her hand and looked up.


She met Chu Suifeng's icy gaze then quickly lowered her eyes.


"A set of tools, I'll give you five hundred taels of silver," Chu Suifeng spoke again, "and write off the silver you borrowed last time."


Lin Ziyin looked at him in surprise, weighing the feasibility of the proposition in her mind. It wasn't that she wasn't moved by the prospect of the silver, but she knew that some silver could be taken, while some was too hot to handle. In an era where she had no means of self-protection, she didn't want to draw attention.


"You are a citizen of Feng City, and contributing to Feng City should be a matter of pride for you," Si Jinhan threatened.


Chapter 108 Design Tools (2)_1