The Princess of Northern Land

Fortunately, the people at home were stable, and everyone chatted for a while, but they were afraid that the master would not be happy seeing them together, so after saying a few words, they dispersed.

Lin Ziyin lay soaking in the hot water bucket, closing his eyes and thinking about how the Lin family would go on in the future.

This was just the beginning, and we were already in big trouble. Needless to say, with the development of the Lin family in the future, there is no telling how many people will be jealous of the Lin family. Even in the worst case scenario, today's drawings will cause unnecessary trouble to the Lin family.

The ancients did not deceive others, and it turns out that good and bad things depend on each other.

Three days after Chu Suifeng left, the land deed was finally delivered to Lin Ziyin's hands.

"Why did the prince give you Heihe?" Lin Ziyin's name was written on the land deed. The Lin family was not as happy as they imagined when they saw the land deed, but the adults looked horrified. "Most people over there don't dare to go there."

"Brother, don't worry." Lin Ziyin comforted him, "I did a small favor for the prince, and the prince wanted to reward me, so I asked him to give me the Black River."

"You're crazy." Zi Ge looked at him with hatred, "No one in the village dares to cross that Black River alone. What are you doing with the unlucky Black River?"

"The color of the river is dark because the silt inside is fertile. Fertile silt is most suitable for farming. Don't worry, I have a way to transform the black river." Lin Ziyin said with a smile, "It's just that the project is a bit bigger and more troublesome. That’s all.”

"Can you really farm?" Guo Huiniang asked curiously.

"Of course, I'll go over and take a look tomorrow." Lin Ziyin said.

"I'll go with you." The old man said.

"Grandpa, we will follow." Lin Changshu and Wu Dayou were not at ease.

"I also want to follow him and have a look." Lin Zige hesitated and said.

As a result, a large group of people followed the survey site on the second day.

The Heihe River three miles away turned out to be a large expanse of reeds, filled with green. However, the water inside was very clear up close, and the small fish and shrimps at the bottom could be seen clearly. Due to the large number of reeds, birds of various colors can be seen flying by from time to time, and the calls of these birds are also very pleasant.

Unfortunately, the Lin family and servants who followed him had no intention of admiring it, and all of them looked serious.

Lin Ziyin looked contented.

Wetlands are important habitats for birds, and the Heihe River in Fengcheng is somewhat similar to the modern Great Northern Wilderness. Lin Ziyin wanted to transform Heihe, but he would not transform the entire Heihe into fertile farmland. After all, she still needs to leave a place for the birds to survive.

Fortunately, the area of ​​​​Heihe is large enough that Lin Ziyin can't even see the edge. Speaking of which, even if she wants to transform it, she doesn't have the ability to cultivate this large area.

"It is said to be a river, but the water is actually very shallow. After cutting down the reeds in it, we use dikes to block the water source, then dig out the silt and dry the silt. After being exposed to the sun in summer and freezing in winter, the silt will quickly turn into mature soil. As long as it is managed If done properly, it will definitely turn into a fertile farmland in less than two years." Lin Ziyin saw that his family were very worried, so he had to explain it seriously.

"Is it true that wasteland can be farmed?" Hearing what she said so eloquently, Zige and Guo Huiniang didn't care about being afraid. They squatted down and looked carefully at the black soil under the shallow water.

"Absolutely, but summer has begun, so we have to seize the time to open up wasteland. Taking advantage of the good summer sun, we can dry out the mud as soon as possible." Lin Ziyin was also worried.

First of all, there are not enough manpower at home. Although there are some mature people at home, the oil mill cannot stop, so she must think of another way to find manpower for land reclamation.