The Princess of Northern Land

"Yes, as the saying goes, pig manure lasts only one season, while chicken manure lasts three years. Farmers' methods of fertilizing are not very good and the fertility is insufficient. If you want vegetable crops to grow well, the fertility must keep up." Lin Ziyin said .

"There is a lot of land cultivated in Zhuangzi. Five hundred chickens don't seem to be enough?" After Hei Er understood, he asked in turn.

"We don't have more manpower for now, so we can only raise so many. When spring comes, we can raise more." Lin Ziyin replied helplessly. She had visited Lingwang Zhuangzi. Most of the people employed there were soldiers who were injured and disabled in the war. The rest were prisoners who had committed minor crimes. There were Lingwang and Hei Yi and other black-armored soldiers. , the criminals did not dare to run away, but stayed and worked in the village. After all, everyone committed minor crimes. As long as they work hard, they will be able to go back soon. If they ran away and were caught again, they would have no hope of survival. At that time, they will definitely either be sent to the battlefield to die, or sent to the mines to mine. Both of these methods are life-threatening. It is better to work with peace of mind and strive to return home as soon as possible.

"I'll definitely bring it to the girl after a while." Hei Yi waited for her to calculate how much oilcloth she needed, and then went back to Zhuangzi with Hei Er.

Lin Ziyin began to make preparations after the oilcloth and chickens were found.

"Grandpa, you have to worry more about building a greenhouse." Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take care of building the shed." The old man had been busy all his life, and he was not used to being idle all of a sudden.

Lin Ziyin would definitely be reluctant to let him do the heavy work. Taking care of the greenhouse was a light job, so it was appropriate to leave it to him.

Master Yin is easy to find. These days, he is busy finishing the final projects for the private restaurant at the foot of Ding'an Temple Mountain.

After receiving the news from the monk, he found Lin Ziyin early the next morning.

"Master Yin, I have a batch of new jobs for you. Although some of them are overqualified and underused, I don't feel comfortable leaving them to others." Lin Ziyin said with a smile and handed him a drawing.

"Although this job is simple, we are acquaintances. Okay, leave it to me. You can rest assured and be kind." Master Yin said simply, "However, the fire wall is built like this, which ruins the green bricks."

"It doesn't matter, I need it." Lin Ziyin said with a smile.

The master didn't care about the materials, and Lin Ziyin introduced him to the work of Ding'an Temple and told him the methods of Pan Kang and Dilong. Master Yin didn't slack off at all. The next day he brought the green bricks and sent them to the wasteland. side, and then started to work with his own people.

Before the busy farming season, the land reclamation work was still going on. The busy villagers saw that the Lin family had brought the master bricklayer to build a wall in the reclaimed land. They couldn't help but peek while working. From time to time, everyone would There was a discussion in twos and threes.

However, with the old man, Kong Yier and the others here, everyone only dared to speak, but no one dared to take the initiative to ask.

The speed of building the wall was naturally very fast. In less than ten days, a long row of blue brick walls was erected in the field. Many villagers were jealous when they saw that everyone lived in thatched houses. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the Lin family... Those who had a lot of money actually spent it building houses on the ground.

Although there are various emotions such as envy, jealousy, and hatred, everyone knows that the Lin family is protected by Prince Ling and the Si family, and no one has the courage to come and cause trouble.

The days went on, and in early autumn, the Lin family’s work of reclaiming wasteland finally came to a halt because the autumn farming season in the village had begun.

In this world where everything depends on the weather, villagers almost come out in full force to start working on the crops in their fields. Most families in the village grow sorghum and soybeans. If they are severely exposed to the sun when they are mature, they will explode, resulting in a lot of waste.

Therefore, the villagers are busy almost every day and night.

The Lin family didn't have much land, so Yu Shaohui and the other men were done in one day. Then everyone continued to work on their own affairs at home.

At this time, Master Huilian of Ding'an Temple also asked the monks to come over and ask if the private kitchen could be opened, because the temple's house and other things were all ready.

"Master, let's open it the day after tomorrow." Lin Ziyin said with a smile. She walked around the whole house and found that it was done exactly as she asked. The place is simple and elegant, not fancy. Every room is equipped with a fire kang and a fire wall. Even in winter, you are not afraid of the cold.

The stove in the kitchen is designed according to her, with clear layers and the countertops are all made of marble, which looks clean and tidy.

"Isn't it too rushed?" Huilian was a little dumbfounded. He was in a hurry to open the business, but he only had one day to prepare, so that was too much.

"It doesn't matter. The ingredients are quite sufficient now, and the seasonings at home are almost ready. I just need to prepare more vegetables." Lin Ziyin replied with a smile, "Fortunately, we don't receive many guests every day."

That's true. Huilian thought about it and agreed. He had seen the recipe prepared by Lin Ziyin. To be honest, when he saw the price of each dish on the menu, his heart was in suspense for a long time. Would anyone be willing to come over to eat such expensive vegetables? ?

Facts have proved that Master Huizhen really thought wrong.

On the first day that Private Kitchen opened, all the customers ordered all the limited ten tables of vegetarian dishes without any publicity. Moreover, the guests who finished eating gave high praises, and the vegetarian meal for the second and third days was also fully booked, and the private cuisine was completely popular.

Seeing the piles of silver, even Master Huilian, who had nothing in sight, his eyes widened.