The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 114: Resentment(2)_1

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Resentment(2)_1

Given the current situation, she either needed to find a powerful force to protect her, or obediently hand over the recipe.

Naturally, Lin Ziyin did not want the latter. If she handed over the recipe, the Lin Family would surely plunge back into poverty once again. As a transmigrator from another world, she refused to accept such a fate. Thus, the only option remaining was to seek a powerful backer.

Ding’an Temple was her first choice. Monks, by nature, were unattached to worldly desires and would not covet the recipe in her hands. All she needed to do was maintain a good relationship with the Temple. She is currently helping the monks cook while injured which would undoubtedly induce a sense of guilt and gratitude from them. As for the future, the Lin Family needed to become stronger. Since they have started to gain notoriety, she must work hard to consolidate the Lin Family’s power in the shortest time possible so that no one would dare to look down on them.

Indeed, as soon as she finished speaking, a look of gratitude washed over all the monks’ faces around her.

"Amitabha." The host, appearing in the Chan Hall at some point, said, "Benefactor, you were injured for the monks of this temple. It would be better to wait until you have recovered fully before returning to teach us."

"Thank you, Master. My body is truly fine. As for today’s incident, it was my own carelessness that led to offending a high-ranking person. I can’t blame anyone else." Lin Ziyin gently stood up to explain, "I have brought a new product. Wukong and the others don’t know how to prepare it, so it’s better for me to do it. Furthermore, the weather is hot. The newly arrived product can help to cool the body. It would be a waste to keep it without using."

"Amitabha." Master Host thanked her when he saw that she was not just being polite, "Hui Zhen, take good care of Benefactor."

"Yes, elder brother," Hui Zhen promptly responded.

"Get the fire started," Lin Ziyin commanded Wukong and the others.

Thus, several Firehead Monks joyfully went to the firewood room, followed by Lin Ziyin and Zhang Shi.

One basin of jelly was smashed, leaving behind three basins, which was neither too many nor too few.

Lin Ziyin prepared both hot and cold dish according to the portions. This era did not have soy sauce yet, and Lin Ziyin had started to make her first batch at home. However, it would take four months before it was ready, so there was no soy sauce in the jelly.

So, she directly used salt and pepper for the hot jelly, while for the cold dish, she used diluted sauce with vinegar and mashed garlic.

Despite the lack of ingredients for these two dishes, they were now sufficient to be classified as delicacies in this era.

"You sure do know how to stir up trouble," Si Jinhan appeared in the busy kitchen with a sardonic tone.

Lin Ziyin was currently busy plating the pig’s head. She didn’t want to provoke Si Jinhan as she found this man to be mercurial and not someone a minor figure like her could become friends with.

However, Si Jinhan had saved her today, so it was seemly to respond, "I am grateful to Young Master Si for saving me today. Regarding today’s incident, whether it’s right or wrong, I believe Young Master Si knows it clearly."

Her tone was calm without a hint of irritation.

The more Lin Ziyin adopted this attitude, the more fascinated Si Jinhan was with her.

"From your tone, it seems that you think it is I who brought upon you this misfortune?" Si Jinhan displayed his usual foul mood.

"I did not say that," Lin Ziyin calmly rebutted, "The Lin Family is of humble origins, how would we dare to offend Young Master Si from the Si Family?"

Si Jinhan awkwardly touched his nose and unusually ceased his teasing. He understood the right from wrong regarding today’s incident. In regard to the Lin Family, it was he and Chu Suifeng who were in debt. It seemed that some people have to be taught a lesson first before they know their proper place.

Considering this, Si Jinhan’s eyes revealed a ruthless look.

Unfortunately, Lin Ziyin had kept her head down and hadn’t glanced at him once, completely ignoring his menacing expression.

"Is this the new dish?" Si Jinhan familiarly took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of jelly and put it into his mouth, "The taste is not bad, just that the mashed garlic is somewhat overwhelming."

Lin Ziyin didn’t want to speak and increased her pace, "It’s fine. When autumn arrives, I will brew some more seasonings. By then, these dishes will become even more delicious. For now, it will have to suffice."

"Benefactor Lin, it’s already very good." Several little monks helping in the kitchen were used to spending the most time with Lin Ziyin and felt a special closeness to her.

"Take it to the Master for a taste. If there are no issues, I will leave first." Lin Ziyin’s tone softened of its own accord when speaking to the little monks.

Si Jinhan watched her treating others differently and stared at her with slanted eyes.

Lin Ziyin and Zhang Shi, who were worried, sat quietly on one side.

In a short moment, both Monk Hui Zhen and Master Hui Lian appeared in the kitchen, "Benefactor Lin, you’re a hero, adding a new dish for the temple."

Hearing this, they were clearly satisfied.

"In that case, in the future, as long as the temple informs us in advance, I will prepare what the temple needs." Lin Ziyin stood up and continued, "I’ve been out for a while, I should return."

"Take the ointment with you. Apply it once in the morning and evening, and it will be completely healed in three days, leaving no bruises. Once it is healed, continue to use it for skincare. If you run out, come see me in the future." Master Hui Zhen gave her the original white bottle.

"Old monk, you’re too partial." Si Jinhan beside them was furious.