The Princess of Northern Land

"Black manager." Lin Changshu took the initiative to go over and say hello to the visitor.

"Mr. Lin." The black steward also greeted politely, "Miss Lin, my subordinate is here to deliver wheat today."

Lin Ziyin nodded, "Send it to the workshop's warehouse and ask Jueming to take it over."

"Girls don't need to worry about such naughty scoundrels. Those who come looking for trouble can be caught directly and sent to the Yamen to be imprisoned." Hei Yi's voice was like ice cubes, and his eyes were like knives shooting towards the He family across the way.

"What the hell are you?" He Bang was not only hot-tempered, but also very reckless. He was already very domineering, but Heiyi's words successfully ignited the irritability in his heart. This person has very little eyesight and has no idea what kind of person Black One is.

When the villagers in Shili Village heard his mindless words, they all couldn't help laughing, and then everyone stood aside quietly waiting to see the joke.

"How many years has it been since anyone dared to speak to me in such a tone?" Maybe because food is so important, even Hei Er, who rarely shows his face, came over. Unlike Heiyi's cold face, he was always smiling, and his tone was kind when he spoke.

"You just said it today, what can you do?" He Bang, who had no eyesight, didn't know what fear was, and actually faced Black One and Black Two directly.

The villagers suppressed their laughter and looked at He Bang like a fool.

"Sorry for bothering Steward Hei." Lin Ziyin didn't say anything. He thanked Steward Hei and prepared to go back to the yard. "Have you come with me?" She asked about the person who wanted to learn how to make Kun noodles with her.

"The manpower has already followed. They work here during the day and go back to the prince's village to rest at night." Hei Yi replied respectfully, no longer focusing on the He family. In the eyes of Black One and Black Two, no matter how good the He family is, they are just clowns.

"Okay, let's arrange for them to wait in the workshop first. In the afternoon, I will go over and teach them how to make Kun noodles." Lin Ziyin said.

Hei Yi was a little hesitant. He was Chu Suifeng's confidant and knew that Lin Ziyin was busy doing big things for Prince Ling. If making noodles delays something important, it seems a little uneconomical.

"It won't take too long." Lin Ziyin seemed to know what he was thinking, and comforted them with a smile.

The three people talked like no one else was around, not taking the He family to heart at all. He Bang felt that he was being slighted and immediately became furious. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward and beat someone.

He Zhen, whose face was ashen, grabbed him and pulled away the old lady who was about to rush over.

He is not as brainless as He Bang. He only rushes forward when encountering problems and likes to fight and kill. He always relies on his brain to solve problems. Just now, he heard clearly that two men in black clothes mentioned the word "Prince" in front of him.

The North is located in a remote area, and it seems that the only person with such a title is King Ling. Thinking that the Lin family actually knew the God of War in the North, He Zhen almost collapsed to the ground.

No, it's impossible. Subconsciously, he hypnotized himself in his mind. If the two people in front of them were really from Prince Ling, their He family would be dead because of He Bang's attitude just now.

"Come here." Heiyi didn't pay attention to them. He was busy asking his people to come over and pay tribute to Lin Ziyin.

"I've seen Miss Lin." The few people who came over were all men. They were all tall and had strong muscles. At first glance, they looked like some practitioners.

"You go to the workshop to unload the things first, and then get familiar with the environment. We will start working in the afternoon." Lin Ziyin looked at several people and nodded with satisfaction. The person who makes Kun Noodles needs to be strong enough, and the noodles must be beaten repeatedly before they become strong.