The Princess of Northern Land

Chapter 171 - 171 171 Instant Fame (7)_1

?Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Instant Fame (7)_1 Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Instant Fame (7)_1 “Yes, as the old saying goes, pig manure benefits the soil for one season, chicken manure benefits the field for three years. The traditional fertilization methods of farmers are not very good, their fertilizing power is not sufficient. If you want the vegetables and crops to grow well, the fertilizing power must keep up.” Lin Ziyin said.

“There’s quite a lot of land that has been reclaimed in the Manor, but it seems like 500 chicks are not enough?” After understanding, Hei Er asked in return.

“We don’t have enough manpower for the time being, we can only raise this many. Let’s raise more when spring comes.” Lin Ziyin replied helplessly. She had seen the workers in Prince Ling’s Manor. Most of them were soldiers wounded in war, and the rest were offenders of minor crimes. With Prince Ling and Hei Yi’s black-armored soldiers there, the offenders didn’t dare to run, but dutifully stayed to work in the Manor. After all, the crimes they committed were minor and as long as they worked well, they could soon return home. If they ran away and were caught again, they wouldn’t be able to live. By then, they would either be sent to the battlefield to die or be sent to the mines to mine; both options would surely be fatal. It’s better to do the work peacefully and strive to return home as soon as possible.

“I will bring some over to Miss after a while.” Hei Yi waited for her to calculate how much oilcloth was needed, and then he and Hei Er returned to the manor.

With the oilcloth and the chicks accounted for, Lin Ziyin began her preparations.

“Grandpa, you’ll have to take much care when building the warm tent.” Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

“Alright, I’ll take care of the building,” said the old man who was busy all his life, he wasn’t too comfortable with sudden idleness.

Lin Ziyin certainly wouldn’t let him do laborious work. Overseeing the warm tent is light work; entrusting it to him seemed right.

It was easy to find Master Yin. These days, he had been busy tidying up the last touches for the private restaurant at the foot of Ding’an Temple.

Upon receiving the news from the martial monk, Master Yin found Lin Ziyin early the next day.

“Master Yin, I have a new batch of work for you. Although it seems like a misuse of materials, I am not at ease if it’s handed over to others.” Lin Ziyin said with a smile, and handed him a blueprint.

“Although the work is simple, who cares, we know each other. Ok, just leave it to me. You can rest assured now.” Master Yin was very straightforward. “However, this fireplace being built like this, it does seem a bit of a waste of bricks.”

“That’s alright, I need them.” Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

Given the owner was not concerned about the materials, coupled with Lin Ziyin introducing him to the work at Ding’an Temple, also educating him about the pan beds and earth dragon methods, Master Yin didn’t lose any momentum and ordered bricks to be delivered to the barren land the next day. Then he started working with his crew.

It was not yet the busy farming season, and reclaiming the land was still ongoing. Busy villagers watched as the Lin family brought in tile workers to build walls on the reclaimed land. Some couldn’t help but steal glances in between their work, sparking occasional discussions among small groups.

However, with the presence of the old man and others like Kong Yi and Kong Er, villagers could only whisper and didn’t dare approach to ask questions.

The pace at which the walls were being built was naturally swift. In just around ten days, a long row of brick walls stood tall on the fields, arousing envy from many villagers. They were still living in straw huts, yet they never thought the Lin family, apparently flush with silver, were already building houses on their land for leisure.

Everyone felt envy, jealousy and hatred, but they all knew that the Lin family was protected by Prince Ling and the Si family, and no one dared to cause trouble.

As days went by, it turned into early autumn. The Lin family’s land reclamation work was paused as the village began its autumn harvest.

In this world where livelihoods hinge on rain, the villagers nearly emptied their homes to work on their crops. Most villagers grew sorghum and soybeans. If left to mature for too long, they would burst open under the harsh sun, resulting in severe waste.

Therefore, the villagers were busy all night long nearly every day.

The Lin family didn’t have much land, so Yu Shaohui and a few men finished the job in just a day. Then everyone continued with their own work.

At this time, Master Hui Lian from Ding’an Temple also sent a martial monk to ask whether the private restaurant was ready to open its doors, as everything in the temple was really well prepared.

“Master, let’s open the day after tomorrow,” Lin Ziyin said with a smile. She thoroughly inspected the rooms and found that everything had been built according to her requirements. The place was simple and elegant, each room had a fire bed and a fireplace, it wouldn’t be cold in the winter.

The kitchen’s stove was built exactly as she designed, with a clear layout and a marble countertop that looked clean and tidy.

“Isn’t that a bit rushed?” Master Hui Lian was a bit puzzled. He was eager to open the restaurant, but preparing everything in just one day seemed a bit of an overreach.

“It’s okay, the ingredients are plentiful now and our home spice supply is nearly full. We only need to prepare a few more vegetables,” Lin Ziyin answered with a smile. “Fortunately, we don’t have that many guests each day.”

That made sense. Agreeing, Master Hui Lian remembered the menu Lin Ziyin created and the price tag on every dish left him hanging in suspense. These expensive vegetarian dishes, would anyone want to come and eat them?

However, reality proved that Master Hui Zhen was wrong in his speculation.

On the first day the private restaurant opened, without any advertisement, all ten tables of vegetarian feasts were fully booked. Customers were full of high praise and the following two days of reservations were quickly snapped up. The private restaurant was definitely booming.

Seeing stacks of silver, even the Zen-like Master Hui Lian was dumbfounded.