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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 84: Quick Wit (2)_1

The old woman was itching to react.

"What's the rush? Wait till we have the recipe, you can deal with that country girl however you like." The young woman held her back.

The maiden sat alone brooding, "Fine, let's grant her a few more days, for my sister-in-law's sake."

Having left the tea house, Lin Changshu's back was soaked with cold sweat, he looked at Lin Ziyin with a worried expression, "Ziyin, what should we do? Those two figures are not to be underestimated, I'm afraid they won't give up easily."

Lin Ziyin was also in deep thought, feeling somewhat sad. Being born in ancient times, there was absolutely no mention of human rights. The better one's background was, the more respected they were.

She had long expected that others would be jealous of her family's business, but never thought it would come this fast. First it was the bullies at the market, and now even the high-class families were directly trying to snatch their business.