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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 72 Going Back(2)_1

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will go and ask the shopkeeper,"

Lin Ziyin nodded, and the three of them unanimously ate several cold dishes and a plate of chicken, leaving the rest untouched on the side.

The shopkeeper was taken aback when he heard the waiter's words. To convert the leftovers into ingredients? But remembering that the three upstairs were specially instructed by the Si family to be taken care of, he hesitated for a while before finally agreeing.

"Give them more pork, let's say twenty pounds, plus three chickens and three fish. Prepare all kinds of desserts too," he instructed the waiter.

"Yes," The waiter quickly went upstairs to report.

Lin Ziyin and his companions were practical eaters. All three consumed hearty meals of plain rice and quickly filled themselves up.