Chapter 119: Scheming (1)_1
What she did not mention was her intention to foster her own human resources. In ancient times, without power and strength, one could never have a say. The Lin family could temporarily rely on Ding’an Temple or the Prince of Ling, but for how long?
What if someone notices the larger sum of silver the Lin family was earning from their other business, would another noble consort, similar to Consort Gao, emerge to seize it? Besides, Shili Village was located in the Northern Lands, a border region of several countries. Without their own strength, who could say when they might be swallowed up by others?
In any case, only when her family had sufficient strength, could they carry out tasks or negotiate with full confidence.
No matter how Lin Ziyin calculated, under the guidance of Lou Zheng, and the reassurance from the Little Monk, the Lin’s family were temporarily at ease.
"It’s hot and stewing meat is no longer suitable. You might as well stay at home and recuperate, don’t go out. If the masters in the temple wish to learn [the recipe], let them come sometimes," Lin Changshu advised her.
Lin Ziyin obediently nodded, confirming her agreement.
Shortly afterward, Guo Huiniang made plain noodles, then mashed some freshly pickled cucumbers and made a plate of stir-fried chives with eggs.
Lin Ziyin invited Lou Zheng, Mrs. Zhang, and herself for a meal, also courteously inviting the Little Monk to taste the Lin family’s noodle soup, Lou Zheng and Mrs. Zhang courteously took their seat, but the little monks shook their heads, rejecting her kind, and left straight away.
Lin Ziyin quietly finished her noodles, then retired for her midday rest under the teary eyes of Guo Huiniang and Zige.
After her nap, Lin Ziyin discovered that the outside sun seemed dimmer.
"Sister." Lin Changting, seeing that she was finally awake, carefully brought her some water to wash her face. Yanzhi was also obediently watching her from a small bench.