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

Having a tacit understanding naturally speeds up progress.


Lin Ziyin counts the number of workers. The principal labor force consists of around a hundred or so people. The number is insufficient, she shakes her head secretly.


You must understand, in ancient times, without mechanization, everything relied on manpower. Therefore, the progress made in a day isn't much.


Lin Ziyin doesn't expect to be able to marshal her forces in the manner of the Imperial Court when they first colonized the North Wilderness, with a hundred thousand soldiers going into battle and countless good men and women across the great rivers of the North and South settling down in the North Wilderness to reclaim the wasteland. Even that was achieved with the help of mechanization.


As she watches the busy workers, she considers whether or not to recruit more people from the outer villages to work.


She is inclined to act upon her thoughts. After lunch, she discusses her plans with the old man.


Chapter 145: Thinking About (2)_1