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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 173: Calculation from Various Parties (2)_1

"I speculate that maybe the seeding time is incorrect," said Lin Ziyin after pondering over it.

"We sow in May. Any earlier than that, the temperature is too low for the seeds to germinate," Master Hui Lian explained hurriedly, "Winter in Feng City is slightly longer than in the south after all."

"You can sprout the seeds beforehand," Lin Ziyin said, "As long as the temperature is maintained, seeds can be propagated indoors, and then transplanted in May."

"How are they transplanted?" Master Hui Lian asked with surprise, "Aren't they directly scattered onto the field?"

"That's why I want to change the way we cultivate rice. I wonder if the temple dares to try this with us?" Lin Ziyin questioned.

Horrified, Master Hui Lian widened his eyes, not readily agreeing this time.

Both the host and Master Hui Zhen tightened their frowns seriously.

Lin Ziyin stayed patient, sipping tea quietly while waiting for their final decision.