"Captain, there's news!"

Wang Ye strode into the water warehouse, followed by two cowering, yellow-faced and thin young people, who were Orientals, judging from the money rat braids on the back of their heads, they were still Chinese and Qing people of this era.

This made Lorraine feel a strange feeling in his heart, like seeing Huang Feihong on a movie channel or Hua Yingying on a computer......

No, Hua Yingying doesn't seem to wear braids in order to be handsome......

He straightened his mind and greeted him: "These two ......"

"Didn't you ask me to dress up as an Indian and go to the Southside to investigate clues about the slave mob? I went. ”

Wang also showed a lowly look of reminiscence.

"The problem is that this method can't deceive the Indians there at all, and because Ava's appearance is too exaggerated, she is regarded as an insult by the Indians."

"Uh......"

"A total of forty or fifty men chased me for seven streets with knives, sticks and pitchforks, but thanks to these fellow villagers who rescued me and hid in their settlements."

Lorraine blinked: "Settlement? Boston also has Qing people? ”

"There are probably only forty or fifty people in the workshops, and no one knows how many there are, but there are almost none compared to blacks and Indians."

Wang also paused, quickly glanced at his compatriots behind him, and immediately approached Lorraine.

"Most of the people here don't speak English or French, and they were tricked to the West Coast, then sold to the French by the unscrupulous Spaniards, and sent to Boston."

"I found that many of them didn't know that they had become slaves, because of the language barrier, and they were often bullied by the blacks and Indians here, so they had to huddle each other for warmth."

Also, after the liberalization of slaves in Boston, they seemed to be treated much better than other slaves. With the support of the whites, it is not uncommon for angry young men to go to the enclaves of other slaves to provoke, which happens to be about the same as mine......"

"So they took you as a slave to the Southside?"

"Pretty much...... It seems that I am not only regarded as a slave, but also as the kind of smart, respected, and promising young man, and many people have come to talk to me these days. ”

Lorraine rolled her eyes when she heard this: "A slave? The future is limitless? Still stammering you? ”

"That...... In the concentration of people, none of the half-old men who really talk about things understand foreign languages. They still think that they are here to carry the work for foreigners, and there are a few young people who seem to understand it, but when they speak, how can there be an old man who is good to ......"

Lorraine took a deep breath.

The tragic experience of his soul brethren almost moved him, even if it was very, very, very out of place.

But the kind of elder and young who are carved into the bones, the unreasonable old is correct, and the sweet smell of the familiar feudal dross......

It's really the feeling of a sow racing sable.

Shaking his head and throwing away his whimsical delusions, Lorraine looked up and down at the two Qing people that Wang Ye had brought.

"They're the ones who brought the news?"

Wang Ye smiled slyly: "Liu Jizu and Zhao Chuanhei are the two most active young people in the settlement, both in their early twenties, and they have mastered simple language, and they are very close to some white artificials, but not close to the villagers. ”

"I didn't know them well, but they came to me today and told me an interesting story about the Southern District."

At this point, Lorraine already understood that the king was also being targeted.

It may be difficult for Westerners to understand Chinese's understanding of social interaction.

Imbued with Confucian elegance, Chinese social interaction has always pursued gentleness, modesty, respectfulness and restraint, and they prefer to express their reserve and solemnity compared to the humorous characters that Western gentlemen strive to create.

It's an interesting East-West difference.

Humor is an essential skill in Western social life, and many times starting with one or two interesting facts is the only way to make a stranger, even if it is a caustic humor that persecutes another unrelated person from the wind, no one will feel bad about it.

But in the East, if someone runs to an unfamiliar villager to chew his tongue, the villager will not find it interesting, let alone have the intention of making friends, but will only question the speaker's character and sincerity.

It can be seen that it is almost impossible for Zhao Chuansi and Liu Jizu to come with their own will, and it is more likely that a white person came up with a stupid idea for them, such as ...... A foreman they deliberately wanted to tie up.

The king had apparently noticed it as well.

So he didn't deliberately sell stupidity, but led the two people to the shipyard directly, so that the other party could feel more accurately that Lorraine had received the message that those people wanted to convey.

The fish bites......

Lorraine smiled slightly: "Do I need to see them?" ”

"Of course, if you don't personally give the reward, how can you show that you attach importance to this matter?"

……

"It's not the heir Zhao, and he is the ancestor Liu, Lei ...... Thunder Monkey, Mi You Jin, come to spit honey oil......"

I thought that pretending that I couldn't understand Chinese was something that required full attention to disguise, but as soon as Zhao Chuanji spoke, Lorraine knew that this matter was stable.

The three-circle Cantonese and the accent of English are mixed, you have me, I have him, Lorraine can only barely distinguish "hello", and then, there is no more.

He reluctantly asked Wang Ye for help, Wang Ye was secretly shocked in his heart, only felt that his captain's acting skills were getting better and better, and with that smile, even he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

This...... Boom!

The king also praised angrily and began to translate.

The content of the fun fact is actually very simple, Jenny of the Ninth Community of the Southern District. There was a strange preacher in the Chapel of Daya, all hidden in a wide gown, and even wearing a face mask.

His teachings were not very good, and he often memorized them from the book, but he often talked about sensitive topics with opposing colors in addition to his mission. Daya's popularity has skyrocketed.

The famous saying "Yellow and black are friends, white is enemies" made him gain great prestige among slaves. Hundreds of people revered him as a saint, and others stole guns and ammunition from gun factories to support him.

He said that God was originally colored, and that it was white people who made God white. They are the believers who are favored by the Lord, who are about to die for the glory of the Lord, and for the glory of the Lord, to turn Boston into the Jerusalem of color.

The holy war of colors will begin at any time and will never end.

As Wang Ye translated in a frustrated manner, Lorraine's brow furrowed more and more.

This preacher was undoubtedly the instigator of the slave mob, the clumsy actor who jumped in front of the stage, and Mary. Daya Chapel is the most likely source of the Night of Shame attacks.

The problem was that the strong, familiar smell of cult made Lorraine smell Martinique, and even that radical and irrational color theory was originally concocted by a white man, and that man's name was ...... John. Rashid.

Lorraine sighed softly and said to the king, "Ask them, what is the name of that missionary?" ”

"Ivan King, or Ivan Gold, surnamed Rashid."

Ivan King. Lyheed, Lyheed's Avenger......

Lorraine sighed violently, only to feel that why did that guy create evil, but he had to endure endlessly!

What's even more ridiculous is that in order for his plan to go smoothly, he can't accept it!

Leheed, you owe me this time!

Lorraine thought silently in his heart, took out an octagonal gold coin from his pocket, and bounced it into Zhao Chuanhe's arms.

"One last question, ask them, Mary. When is Daiya's next rally. ”

Tonight at 11 o'clock, sermon, Exodus.