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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 92: The Downcast Man (2)_1

"So the guest that day was the Prince." Lin Changshu's back was drenched with sweat.

Lin Ziyin gave a slight smile, "The Prince is also a human, all we want is to earn silver, what else has to do with us? So you guys don't need to be so nervous, just do our part. Besides, the Prince will not have anything to do with private kitchen deals in the future, and we won't either. So, there won't be many chances to meet."

"Ziyin is right." Lin Changshu nodded hard, yeah, just do their part, no matter if he is a prince or not.

"Let's take the goods and go back." He cared about the business at home, so he was in a hurry to get back.

"Not in a hurry." Lin Ziyin replied with a smile, "I want to go to the market and see something. The oil mill still needs some things to buy."

"Okay, then let's go and have a look." When Lin Changshu heard that she wanted to buy something, he immediately agreed.

The three walked forward along the street, with Lin Ziyin walking and looking around.