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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 461 Loss (3)_1

What shocked and perplexed the Ma Family more was that the speed of the Lin Family's shopkeeper and the children was faster than theirs. From time to time, they could faintly hear the villagers discussing their rapid accounting.

Some of the villagers whom he looked down upon as bumpkins were actually faster than Ma Dala.

After two rounds of calculations, Ma Dala's confidence began to waver.

In the first two competitions, although Ma Dala was a bit slow, his accuracy was relatively high. However, the third one made him break out in a cold sweat.

Because the problems posed by the visiting merchants were far more complex and involved calculations of taxes, compound interest, and various counts of inflow and outflow at different prices. Very quickly, Ma Dala's head was spinning from all these intricate calculations.