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

Upon hearing her tone and attitude when speaking to the third son, the people in the kitchen no longer held any contempt towards Lin Ziyin and her sibling.


"Miss Lin, whoever and whatever ingredients you need, you may instruct accordingly," said the old woman who spoke to Si Jinhan earlier, politely. Then, she acquainted Lin Ziyin with some of the head chefs in the room.


"Just get me a capable fire-stoking maid," Lin Ziyin ordered nonchalantly.


At this moment, all she wanted was to finish cooking quickly and then return home.


She did not want to stay in the Si Family mansion for a moment longer.


"Cuihong, you will attend to Miss Lin," the old woman instructed, indicating a maid.


The maid was neatly dressed and had bright eyes. She was a smart servant.


"Just her is enough. The rest of you can carry on with your own work, I don't like too much interference when I work." With her words, she quickly put to rest the intentions of those who were eager to come in for the spectacle.


Chapter 154: Further Progress (4)_1