The Princess of Northern Land

The people delivering fruits all around lowered their heads, feeling a little scared and a little regretful.

"If you and the Zhou family have the same idea and think that our Lin family is being blackmailed, you don't have to come over to deliver fruit in the future." Lin Ziyin sneered and spoke in a circle.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded when they heard about it. Picking fruits is a big income. In fact, picking pine nuts is a little more dangerous, but the rest is pretty good. The price offered by the Lin family is high. If the Lin family doesn't accept their fruit, what will they do? This is a lot of income.

"We have persuaded them a long time ago not to blackmail people, but it's a pity that they just don't listen. Forget it, they can do whatever they want, let's sell our fruits quickly." A bystander immediately changed the direction of the situation.

"No, just waste time." Another person pushed Wang's workshop with a cart.

Everyone dispersed together.

"Lin Ziyin, you don't lack money, why don't you compensate us a little? Your heart is really hard." Pang pointed at Lin Ziyin and shouted.

Compared with the older Pangzi, he is much smarter. "Ziyin, today my aunt is too excited and is talking nonsense. Please take it to heart. For the sake of my fellow villagers and neighbors, please give us some medical expenses. Picking fruits is also a good idea." We haven't lost much money, but if you want to be a doctor, you will need a lot of money. Just treat us as pitiful."

"Why should I pity you?" Lin Ziyin refused coldly, "There are many pitiful people in the world. I am not a Bodhisattva. I have to give money to pitiful people when I see them. I don't think you will get anything from selling fruit these days. Less than fifteen taels of silver. Judging from the doctor’s words, it’s enough.”

"Ziyin, it's my fault. You pity us."

"Lin Ziyin." Pang's mouth was still stiff.

"Shut up, you stinky bitch, don't speak if you can't speak." Big Pangzi scolded his daughter-in-law.

Pangzi was so frightened that he did not dare to speak.

"Zi Yin, give them two taels of silver." The old man spoke.

"Grandpa." Zige disagreed. If today's precedent were set, I don't know how many people would want to blackmail the Lin family in the future.

"Give them two taels of silver." Lin Ziyin ordered coldly.

Yu Shaohui took out two taels of silver and kept it at the feet of Big Pang.

"This little money?" Big Pang felt that he had little money and wanted to cry about poverty.

"This money is not given because you are making trouble. As you said, it is given out for the sake of our former neighbors. And grandpa can't bear to see you, at your age, kowtow to me, a junior, for a little money. But don't expect to get more. What you did to our Lin family in the past, your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law know, and our Lin family will also remember it. Two taels of silver, just this time, never happen again." Lin Ziyin interrupted her coldly.

Pangzi was still a little resentful, but since Big Pangzi was here and it was not her turn to speak, she felt really anxious.

"If you need someone in your workshop, I will come to work in your workshop." Suddenly, Zhou Dasheng's eldest son spoke, speaking so matter-of-factly.

"That's right, if others can work in your workshop, the big kiln can also work in it." Pang's eyes lit up, and entering the Lin family's workshop to work would be a once and for all thing. After a month, I have two taels of silver, no wind or rain, no heavy work, what a good thing.

"Our family doesn't want people with evil intentions." Lin Ziyin helped the old man into the courtyard without looking back.

I have evil intentions and scolded them.

Zhou Dayao stood at the gate with a red face, half-dead with anger but unable to do anything.