"Well, it's better to earn less than nothing! Taylor Manor also needs to increase their strength and fight with the Brazilians! Annabelle was moved by Sheffield's words, "Our family will do profitable things, and I can use it as a suggestion for my father!" ”

Sheffield finally breathed a sigh of relief, in theory, the population of 100,000 people in the United States is simply not a problem, so he is not worried that these people will have nothing to do when they come to the United States. From a geographical point of view, the impression that the Slavs of southern Europe have of Africa, except for the peace religion, is that Africans have darker skin, and these two points are not good impressions.

As long as Sheffield brainwashes little by little, it is completely possible to make these Ottoman-ruled Europeans accept the current slavery in the south, which is better controlled than the well-informed immigrants in Western Europe who have been contaminated with the mentality of the Virgin. Thankfully, every state in the United States has different laws, and Sheffield has the money to make a good name for every newcomer to learn by writing a set of textbooks that are favorable to the South.

"The bankrupt serfs of the Russian Empire, the displaced people of Poland! In fact, as long as you are observant, you can find that the slave business of Taylor Manor can actually spread from Africa to the world!" Sheffield taught Taylor Manor the jewel of the manor's hand step by step.

"Is that so?" Annabelle's diligent student said, "Buy Polish rebels from the Russian Empire, buy rebels from the Balkan peoples from the Ottomans? Buying bankrupt serfs from the Russian aristocracy? ”

"Yes, you're very smart!" As if standing on the moral high ground, Sheffield said, "Although we are nominally trading slaves, we are actually saving the poor people of the Old World, making money and doing good deeds at the same time, why don't we do it?" This will also expand the trade network of Taylor Manor......"

Whether he could convince Wilson Taylor he didn't know, but Annabelle in front of her was obviously convinced. He was very moved by Sheffield's proposal and showed great interest.

Now, Sheffield and Annabelle, two future stars, have finally found a common language on a topic. Not repeating the speechless embarrassment just now, "If you think about it, in fact, the value of my attention for your family is far more than two thousand dollars......"

"That's not an excuse to pay off!" Annabelle seemed to wake up from her confused state in an instant, and this attitude made Sheffield quite speechless, as if the girl could always find her own thoughts when it came to money.

"I'll go back first, and I'll give you the small money for the equipment next time we meet!" Sheffield snorted and greeted Westin, who had met with Taylor Manor thugs late, to come home without hesitation.

Sheffield has only one small problem in front of them, and that is how to save costs. Cutting corners is a must, but you also have to think about how to cut corners, there is learning in everything, and this is no exception. Considering the reputation of the Sheffield family, he did not dare to use conventional means, in other words, fame and fortune were very important, money was also very important, and the two were even more important.

Sheffield, who returned to the plantation, immediately went to the hut where the experimental equipment was guarded, as an honest person, to tell the truth, Sheffield saw these equipment, it can only be said that he saw a familiar stranger! I've seen it, I've seen it, and I can't say that I haven't used it at all, but in most cases, I have seen others use it, and at best I am a theoretical chemist, and when it comes to doing it myself, I can only laugh......

"A bunch of guys with no knowledge! I don't want to meet you in general...... "Sheffield came back and saw some of the overseers who had moved out of this house, and their faces could not be said to be ugly, and it was very strange indeed. However, as the owner of the plantation, Sheffield did not need to explain what he was going to do to the hired overseers, and there were only two people on the Sheffield plantation who could hold him down, but they were both on the front line in Mexico.

"Edward, I have something to tell you!" Westin, who suddenly pushed the door in from the door, said with a somewhat anxious expression, "There is a black slave who is sick, and it looks quite dangerous!" ”

"What?" Sheffield immediately put the beaker back in his hand and hurriedly walked out with Westin. Every black slave is a lot of money, and although the Sheffield plantation will not be like a small slave owner, it will lose a lot of money because of the loss of a slave, but if this situation can be avoided, it should be avoided, right?

Entering the slave's room, a gray-haired slave lay on the bed, a little messy, but much better than Sheffield's first time on the plantation. After seeing Sheffield come in, the old black slave's godless eyes glowed with a trace of figure, and he struggled for a long time but still couldn't get up, and said weakly, "Little master, I really can't get up, I hope the little master won't be angry......"

"It's okay! Take care of your illness, and I'll call someone to go to the city to find a doctor right now!" Sheffield tried not to show even the slightest sympathy for himself, "Don't worry, I will definitely get you back......"

The old black slave smiled freely and said, "Maybe there is no such opportunity, twenty-five years ago, I was bought back by the old master in the slave market, the same batch of slaves have all died of illness, I have lived a long time, I have seen my son get married, I have seen the birth of my grandson, there is nothing to pray for!" I have seen very good changes in the plantation in recent months and if possible I would like the little owner to promise one thing......"

"Please!" Sheffield had been avoiding a sad mood for a long time, and once upon a time he thought he was an emotional apathy, but now it seems that this judgment was wrong. It's just that he hasn't been exposed to this sad atmosphere, and once he enters this environment, he won't be much stronger than ordinary people.

"I hope that the merciful little master will still do his best on the plantation for my twenty-five years, and do not sell my grandson, I have already seen my two sons sold with my own eyes, and I don't want the remaining sons to encounter such a thing!" The old black slave's eyes lit up a lot, but Sheffield felt that this might be the return of the legend.

"From now on, all the plantations under Sheffield will not be selling a single slave!" Sheffield swore to the old black slave who was about to die, "I will never break up the family to buy black slaves in the outside world, and the family will only increase in the future on the plantation, and I will not break up the family and sell slaves!" As long as I live for a day, what I say today will always be valid......"

"Thank you! Little master, you are a kind man......" With every word Sheffield spoke, two lines of tears overflowed from the corners of the old black slave's eyes, and finally he wept bitterly and thanked Sheffield.

"No thanks, take care of your illness!" Sheffield didn't want to show his sympathetic side, so he turned around and left the room, as for the old black slave who had served Sheffield's plantation for more than twenty years, his fate had to be left to fate.

After leaving the black slave's house, Sheffield took a few deep breaths and asked, "What do you do with dead black slaves?" ”

"Processing?" Westin said coldly, "This is their eternal home, once the black slave dies!" Dig a pit and bury it directly in this plantation, which is the rule that all plantations follow......"

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