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The Princess of Northern Land

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!

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Chapter 224: Bad Idea(4)_1

"Tell me, how will you show your gratitude for all the help I've done for you today?" Immediately upon returning to the Lin family residence, Si Jinhan unabashedly asked for his reward from Lin Ziyin.

"I plan to open a roast duck restaurant in Feng City. I wonder if the Third Son has any interest in that?" Lin Ziyin replied with a wry smile.

Guo Huiniang, with her teary eyes, had been feeling a mix of emotions and was yet to settle down upon entering the home. Suddenly upon hearing Lin Ziyin mention "roast duck", the rememberance of the ducks at her family home caused her heart to sink.

"Roast duck?" Si Jinhan tasted the sound of it, "Ducks have a strong earthy taste, what's so delicious about that?"

"The roast duck I make is unique." Lin Ziyin said simply.

"What percentage of profits do you plan to give me?" Si Jinhan leaned in to ask.

"Ten percent." Lin Ziyin replied tersely. "The same as the prince."