The Princess of Northern Land

On the contrary, what Ma Dalang needs most now is to find ways to please the Lin family so that he can work in the workshop like the people in the village.

After the last competition, Ma Dalang no longer thought about the positions of shopkeeper and manager, because he knew that he could not compare with the shopkeepers and shopkeepers in the workshop. So he could only settle down and hope that the Lin family would let him work in the workshop regardless of past grudges.

Workers in the Lin family earn more than 20 taels of silver a month, and they also receive bonuses. A person can earn at least 25 taels of silver in a year. This is slightly higher than his original salary when he was a shopkeeper in Fengcheng City.

Besides, as long as you enter the Lin family's workshop, you will get many extra benefits. The patch of land in the Lin family was enough to make him red-eyed, and he didn't know why God favored Lin Ziyin so much and actually let that girl tinker with rice and corn.

As soon as Ma Dalang went out and saw the endless rice and corn in the Lin family, he couldn't help but be envious and jealous.

And when Lin Ziyin became the princess, the Lin family became even more amazing. In any case, the Lin family will definitely become more prosperous in the future. Being more flattering will only be good for the Ma family, and there will be no harm.

Ma Zhicai listened to the deafening sound of firecrackers outside, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. Huh, let them be proud. Soon, the border town will become a battlefield, and Fengcheng will definitely be affected by then. Perhaps it is not impossible for Fengcheng to fall.

Jealousy made Ma Zhicai completely forget the fact that he was from the North. He only thought about one thing: how to trample the Lin family under his feet.

Since returning from Fengcheng, he has not seen his second uncle for a long time, and has not met any Tatars to contact him. It is inevitable that he feels a little impatient.

But thinking about it, he didn't seem to have anything to report to his master over there. You can't report trivial things in the village to that side, right?

"Crack." A deafening sound of firecrackers interrupted his thoughts.

He looked through the window and saw that the neighbor next door had set off firecrackers.

It's not like their new son-in-law came to visit, so why are they so proud? Ma Zhicai curled his lips in disdain, a bunch of idiots. Could it be that after they set off the firecrackers, Prince Ling could become their uncle?

Uncle? Ma Zhicai suddenly became excited. He seemed to have forgotten something?

After sitting quietly in the room for a while, he suddenly stood up. Yes, haha, he, Ma Zhicai, is a small person with weak abilities, but sometimes a small person can achieve big things. Hum, the golden phoenix given in the chicken coop, no matter how the chicken pretends to be, will definitely show its true form in the end, and it is not a chicken!

"What do you want to do?" As soon as Ma Zhicai went out, Yan discovered him.

Yan looked at Ma Zhicai nervously. Although Yan was just a country woman, she had always been proud and arrogant. Otherwise, she would not have troubled the Lin family again and again. The Lin family was very popular in the village today, and she was afraid that Ma Zhicai would be embarrassed and laughed at when he went out.

"I'm going to the city, don't worry about it." Ma Zhicai replied impatiently.

"Why are you going to the city again?" Mrs. Yan looked at him unhappily. Since the head of the family lost his job as the second shopkeeper in the city, the family's income has dropped sharply. The life at home is not as good as before, but there is not much money to let the son lose. "My family doesn't have much money, and I'm still waiting to leave it for you to study."

After all, Yan didn't give up. She still hoped that Ma Zhicai would go to a private school again and earn her a wife's hat. The brilliance of the Lin family today greatly stimulated her, and the dream in her heart became even stronger.