The Princess of Northern Land

Chapter 210 - 210 210 Relying On (4)_1

?Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Relying On (4)_1 Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Relying On (4)_1 “Thank you for your generosity.” Compared to others, Fong Lao Shi valued this job more. The only son in his family had died, and his daughter-in-law had run off with someone else. The grandson left behind was only four years old, and the granddaughter, seven years old. The difficulties they faced at home were imaginable.

Luckily, the Lin Family reached out to them in time. To repay this kindness, they promised to dedicate themselves to their work.

The old man watched the village folks gathered and discussing without any signs of impatience, constantly beaming with smiles.

“Is Ziyin really going to buy mountain fruits?” Lou Zheng asked in astonishment.

“Indeed, she is.” The old man nodded firmly.

“Then I should also head to the mountain this morning,” Lou Zheng said with gritted teeth and a snicker.

Harvesting mountain fruits was a quick way to earn money. They would pick from easily accessible trees without reaching for the taller ones.

Soon, the villagers concluded their discussions.

As expected, those who ventured faced the promise of greater fortunes. Many families opted to split their time between working half a day and harvesting mountain fruits the other half.

“Let me make one thing clear, I will not buy poor-quality mountain fruits. If anyone is discovered hiding poor quality fruits among the good ones, all the benefits their family enjoys from the Lin Family will be revoked,” Lin Ziyin announced.

“That’s only fair,” came the agreement from the gathered. Most were honest folk, incapable of such deceit.

“Lin Ziyin, will picking fruits count towards our tasks?” queried one of the individuals who had not been chosen.

“Yes, but not on my family’s mountain,” Lin Ziyin answered nonchalantly. “We will still select fruits based on quality.”

No access to the mountain? The questioner was notably aggrieved. All the nearby mountains were owned by the Lin family. The others belonged to Prince or Ding’an Temple, making it necessary for them to travel a great distance for picking.

Considering this, along with all the time wasted on the road, there was the added concern that once word got around about Lin family buying fruits, those near other villages may no longer welcome them for picking.

“Ziyin,” someone invoked familiarity, hoping to appeal.

“Miss Lin, the goods you ordered are here,” interrupted Hei Yi, arriving with a convoy.

The convoy following Hei Yi was about twenty vehicles long, each one guarded by armored soldiers, an intimidating sight to behold.

The villagers about to plead their case were immediately silenced by fear.

Seeing Hei Yi, Lin Ziyin’s face beamed with joy. “Perfect timing, I’ve been waiting.”

“Unload the carts.” At Hei Yi’s single command, the armored soldiers stationed along the convoy immediately started unloading boxes, assisted by Lin family’s servants. The selected villagers who were not negligent also chimed in to help.

For a while, the front of the Lin Household was bustling with activity.

Yan Family watched the scene unhappily from a distance, grinding her teeth in anger but feeling utterly helpless.

She silently nursed her indignation. It was unfair, how could a poor household like the Lin Family prosper just like that? She was also upset about her two nieces who’d stopped communicating after going back to their home.

Once the boxes were moved into a workshop in the Lin Household and placed on the ground, Lin Ziyin started assembling the items by hand, Hei Yi silently watching her.

It was the villagers’ first time seeing Lin Ziyin manually assembling machines. She expertly fused the many parts together, leaving the onlookers astonished.

Undisturbed by the attention, Lin Ziyin was wholly engrossed in her work. Considering the lack of electricity in the ancient era, she had to design the machines with the inconvenience of fuelwood in mind.

Though the Northern Land isn’t the northeast of the Imperial Court, many things here resemble the northeast: black soil, dry cold, and the growth of nuts… When she had first seen the numerous nuts on the mountain, she had immediately started ideating.