The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 300 Ask for help(3)_1

Chapter 300: Chapter 300 Ask for help(3)_1

Yanzhi didn’t know who they were talking about, but those who are disliked by his uncle and aunt surely wouldn’t be good people. He immediately chimed in, "They shouldn’t come."

Ziyin was the head of the household, and when Lin Changshu saw that his siblings all opposed the arrival of his maternal grandfather, and even his own grandfather didn’t object, he instantly let go of his cares. Well, he didn’t care much for his so-called maternal grandfather anyway.

"What’s the filling in the tofu rolls?" Si Jinhan asked, eating.

"Spring onions," Lin Ziyin replied. Tofu rolls were her favourite breakfast item. She ate two in a row, and just as she was reaching for another with her chopsticks, the trouble started again. Chu Suifeng began competing with her for the rolls.

And each time, she was the one who was late.

"Hey, there are so many, why compete with me?" Lin Ziyin flared up.

"Like a pig," Chu Suifeng answered coldly.

"Prince, we’re sitting at the same table," Lin Ziyin retorted, glaring at him.

Impressive! Si Jinhan looked at her with gleaming eyes. But then he realized he was also sitting at the table, and his face fell.

Having said what she had, Lin Ziyin didn’t bother to look at Chu Suifeng’s unhappy face. She gulped down the rice porridge in her bowl in a few bites, then stood up and said goodbye to everyone, "Grandfather, Prince, take your time, I’ve finished."

"Go and tend to your own business," the old man said, glancing at her. But he sighed inwardly. Both good and bad things had come out of having the Prince in the house. Looking at her, she probably hadn’t had enough to eat.

Chu Suifeng was even more upset. He didn’t want to deprive Lin Ziyin of her meal, but when he thought about what she had said that other day, he felt a simmering anger inside him. Unless he let it out, he would feel uneasy.

Damn girl, she has a cleanliness habit, doesn’t he?

But he really didn’t want to explain this in front of Lin Ziyin because he felt it was a quite humiliating.

In short, Chu Suifeng was feeling quite confused and irritated at the moment. He didn’t understand why he cared so much about what Lin Ziyin said.

After finishing her meal, Lin Ziyin went to a new workshop.

The workshop was exceptionally clean but also rather desolate because there were no workers around.

"Ha." Without workers, the workshop was naturally not heated. Lin Ziyin warmed her hands with her breath, then had Jue Ming open a bag for her to check.

The bag was filled with beans, very plump beans. In the vat on the left were soaked beans. Lin Ziyin picked up a few to test. Satisfied that the beans were fully soaked and the skins had long been separated, she approved.

Today, she wanted to attempt to make soy milk powder, but she was unsure. The production process of soy milk powder was simple, and the machine she had designed was also straightforward. The only problem was a lack of a sufficient power source.

There wasn’t electricity in the old days, and solar power was wishful thinking. She couldn’t find many of the materials she could have gotten in modern times. If she had had enough materials, it would have been no problem for her to build an airplane. The only power source she could think of that didn’t require manual labor was steam.

Unfortunately, she didn’t have coal. Would firewood provide enough power?

With these uncertainties, everyone in the workshop put on their work clothes and hats and started moving according to her instructions.

Grinding the beans into a paste, this was easy to accomplish.

To deactivate the enzymes, all that was needed was to maintain the temperature for over fifteen minutes. This was also not problematic.

However, when they reached the third step, the problem finally arose.

"What’s the matter?" Jue Ming asked Lin Ziyin, looking at the stationary machine.