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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 388: Warming Feelings (7)_1

Lin Ziyin calculated the fee at the rate of five taels of silver per jug, charging a friendly price for her managerial service. In this way, not only did she earn silver, but also gained valuable favors.

The long-term workers managing the greenhouse were also happy. The more jugs delivered, the more silver they could get by the end of the year.

"Take it, we only manage the greenhouse. What leaves there is no longer our responsibility," Lin Ziyin replied with a smile. The next batch of tomatoes would set fruit as the weather cooled down.

"Miss, it's too sunny outside. Let's go back," Qiaoqiao came over and considerately held up a paper umbrella for her.

"Okay." Lin Ziyin, not used to such attention, had stood in the sun for a while. Sweat dripped from her face and body like a small stream, and her vision went somewhat dark. She feared getting heatstroke if she stood much longer. "Don't leave them out to bake in the sun."