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

"I'll go and report back immediately," Hong Ying replied, noticing her mistress's frail condition. She asked cautiously, "Miss, are you feeling unwell?"


"I'm fine," Lin Ziyin shook her head, "I'm just thinking about something. Follow me over to the machinery and we'll talk about it there."


Hong Ying nodded, going outside to beckon Lun Luo and Qiaoqiao. Together, they accompanied Lin Ziyin to the Machine Yard.


The Lin family owned harvesting machines. Even though the two machines were not as powerful as the modern ones, they were conspicuous in the ancient times, being small steam-powered harvesters.


"Miss, the machines are ready. We can start them now if you wish," Long Feishou, brimming with excitement, reported. He had a certain reputation in the Capital City. While he possessed some skills, they were rendered insignificant in front of truly talented individuals. What set him apart, however, was his prowess in stealing, unmatched by any.


Chapter 406 Wheat Harvest(4)_1