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

Si Jinhan is also in a difficult position as collecting grain and fodder is a troublesome task. The northern lands are freezing cold and many southern grains simply cannot survive here. Depending on the fodder stocked up during the summer, he doesn't know how long it can last.


Lin Ziyin grinned with joy at the sight of the caged cows, both dairy and beef.


"Master, there are so many dairy cows, the milk they produce is so much that our family cannot finish it even if everyone drinks. The smell of the milk is also rather overpowering." Qiaoqiao fed some fodder to the cows and found that they were quite calm.


"We can process it into milk powder." Lin Ziyin answered with a faint smile. In the northern regions, there are an ample amount of beans, so bean powder is her main goal. Milk powder is just a byproduct.


However, how to solve the fuel problem once she goes back is what truly bothered her.


"Master, can we go back home tomorrow?" Jue Hui asked.


Chapter 241 Human Debt(7)_1