The Princess of Northern Land

Yan Zhi didn't know who they were talking about, but someone who didn't even like his uncle and aunt would definitely not be a good person, so he immediately agreed, "I won't come."

Ziyin was the head of the family. Lin Changshu saw that his sister and brother were all opposed to letting his grandfather and his family come, and when he saw that his grandfather had no objection, he immediately stopped thinking. Forget it, he didn't like the so-called grandfather anyway.

"What are the side dishes in the tofu roll?" Si Jinhan asked while eating.

"Onions." Lin Ziyin replied. Tofu rolls were her favorite thing to eat in the morning, and she ate two in a row. When she stretched out her chopsticks again, trouble came again. Chu Suifeng started to fight with her again for whatever she wanted to grab.

And she was the slow one every time.

"Hey, there are so many, why are you trying to rob me?" Lin Zi groaned angrily.

"Like a pig." Chu Suifeng replied coldly.

"Prince, you and I are at the same table." Lin Ziyin replied with a glare at him.

Master! Si Jinhan looked at her with shining eyes. Then he suddenly thought that he was actually sitting at the table, and his face immediately fell.

After Lin Ziyin finished speaking, he didn't look at Chu Suifeng's ugly face. He drank the rice porridge in the bowl in two gulps, then stood up and said hello to everyone, "Grandpa, Prince, please take it easy, I'll eat well." ”

"Go and do your own thing." The old man glanced at her and said, but he sighed in his heart. There is a big Buddha in the family, and good things and bad things are equal in half. Looking at the girl, she is not full yet, right?

Chu Suifeng felt even worse, and he didn't want to cause Lin Ziyin to not have enough to eat, but when he thought of what Lin Ziyin said that day, he felt a sullen anger in his heart. As long as he didn't breathe this tone for a day, he would feel uncomfortable.

Damn girl, she has mysophobia, doesn’t she have it?

But he really didn't want to explain this in front of Lin Ziyin, because he felt it was quite embarrassing.

In short, Chu Suifeng was a little confused and angry at the moment. He didn't understand why he cared so much about Lin Ziyin's words.

After Lin Ziyin finished eating, he arrived at a new workshop.

The new workshop is extremely clean, but it is relatively deserted because there are no workers at all.

"Ha." There were no workers, so naturally there was no fire in the workshop. Lin Ziyin first laughed with his mouth and hands, and then asked Jueming to open a bag and look at it.

The bag is filled with beans, beans with very plump grains. There were soaked beans in the basin on the left. Lin Ziyin picked up a few and tried them. He felt that the beans were all soaked and the skin on them had been separated long ago. He was quite satisfied.

Today she is going to try to make soy milk powder, but she is unsure. The process of making soy milk powder is very simple, and the machine she designed is also simple, but unfortunately it does not have enough power.

There was no electricity in ancient times, and solar energy was just a fantasy. Because there are not as many materials as in modern times, if there are enough materials, it will be no problem for her to build an airplane. The power she could think of was definitely not possible with artificial power, so she turned to steam.

It's a pity that there is no coal, so I don't know if it is enough to rely on firewood for power?

With the unknown, everyone in the workshop put on their work clothes and hats and began to move according to her instructions.

Grinding beans into pulp is simple and a breeze.

To kill the enzyme, as long as the temperature is maintained for more than fifteen minutes, there is no big problem.

At the third step, the problem finally came.

"What's going on?" Jueming asked Lin Ziyin, looking at the motionless machine.