The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 452 Losing Face (1)_1

Chapter 452: Chapter 452 Losing Face (1)_1

"Manager Hei." Lin Changshu voluntarily went over and greeted the newcomer.

"Master Lin." Manager Hei also politely returned the greeting, "Miss Lin, I am here today to deliver wheat."

Lin Ziyin nodded, "Deliver it to the workshop’s warehouse, and find Jue Ming for the receipt."

"For such ruffians and hoodlums, the lady need not worry. These troublemakers should be arrested and sent straight to jail in the government offices." Hei Yi’s voice was as cold as ice, his gaze sharp as a knife shooting towards the people from the He family.

"Who the hell are you?" Not only was He Bang impulsive, but he was also incredibly rash. Naturally domineering, Hei Yi’s words successfully ignited his inner rage. This man had no perceptions, and didn’t realize what kind of person Hei Yi was.

The villagers of Shili Village heard his mindless words and couldn’t help but laugh. Then, everyone quietly stood aside, waiting to see the show.

"It’s been many years since anyone dared to speak to me in such a tone." Perhaps because the grain was too important, even the usually elusive Hei Er came over. Unlike Hei Yi’s cold face, he was always smiling, and his tone when speaking was very friendly.

"Today, I just said it, what can you do?" Unperceptive He Bang was not afraid at all, daring to directly confront Hei Yi and Hei Er.

The villagers held their laughter, looking at He Bang as if he were a fool.

"Thank you, Manager Hei." Lin Ziyin did not break the silence, thanked Manager Hei, then prepared to return to the courtyard, "Did the hands come?" she asked about the people who were to learn how to make Kun noodles from her.

"The hands have already come. They work here during the day and rest back at the Prince’s estate at night." Hei Yi answered respectfully, no longer paying attention to the He family members. In Hei Yi and Hei Er’s view, no matter how much the He family members could jump around, they were just jesters.

"Okay, first have them wait in the workshop. In the afternoon, I will go there to teach them how to make Kun noodles." Lin Ziyin said.

Hei Yi hesitated a bit. Being Chu Suifeng’s confidant, he knew that Lin Ziyin was currently busy with a significant task for Prince Ling. It seemed somehow uneconomical if she were to delay the big task due to making noodles.

"It won’t take too much time." Lin Ziyin seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled to reassure them.

The three people talked as if the others were not present. He Bang felt ignored and instantly became furious, ready to roll up his sleeves and start fighting.

He Zhen, with a ghastly complexion, held him back, and also pulled the advancing old woman away.

Unlike He Bang who acted thoughtlessly and would only rush forward during a problem, he liked to solve problems using his brain. Just now, he heard very clearly that the two men dressed in black in front of him, mentioned the word "Prince".

Northern Land was remote and secluded, and there seemed to be only one person who could be addressed this way, Prince Ling. The thought that the Lin Family actually knew the War God of the Northern Land, He Zhen was almost stunned.

No, it’s not possible, subconsciously, he began self-hypnotizing himself in his heart. If the two in front were truly Prince Ling’s men, given He Bang’s attitude just now, the He family was doomed.

"You guys, come here." Hei Yi didn’t care about them and was busy signaling his people to come over to greet Lin Ziyin.

"We’ve met Miss Lin." The few who came over were all strong men, each with muscular bodies, one look and it was clear they were practitioners.

"You guys unload the stuff at the workshop first, then get familiar with the environment. We will start working this afternoon." Lin Ziyin looked at the few people and nodded in satisfaction. Making Kun noodles required people with enough strength. The noodles had to be repeatedly beaten to make them chewy.