Sheffield eventually had to extend this code to all of its plantations, and it was later adopted by other plantations, known as the Sheffield Code, and was widely adopted in all the southern slave states. Sheffield wouldn't have imagined that he would make a name for himself in history in this way, and even if he did, he wouldn't care, and it wouldn't be the first time anyway.

As the weather progresses into autumn, Sheffield's disgusting coldness is beginning to manifest. If he had a choice, he would have moved immediately, because he couldn't adapt to the humidity and was always too close to the sea. It's sticky hot in the summer, and it's slimy cold in the winter! Too much humidity deepens the power of heat and cold, which is why many people who come to the coastal areas from the north feel uncomfortable, and even the illusion of "why is it colder here than the cold zone" when living in a humid place can even appear......

There is no doubt that Sheffield has this kind of problem, the temperature has just dropped a little, and when Sheffield appears in front of others again, he has an extra layer of clothing than the average person. At noon, he took off his clothes again, because he was already tired of some problems, young master, aren't you hot wearing so much? Master, do you have a cold? And so on and so forth......

In three days, all five foundations had been dug and now the grass and mud were brought in, and the planks cut from outside the plantation were brought in as materials for construction! Sheffield didn't want to invest too much in this matter, so some materials such as masonry would not be used, after all, it was too expensive, and Sheffield was afraid that these black slaves would not be able to bear it.

Fortunately, the plantations were large enough that there was no shortage of places to make clay embryos, and with black slaves as free labor, the efficiency skyrocketed, and the adobe used to build the house occupied an acre, and when the adobe solidified, it could be used as a material for construction.

"Master Sheffield, it's okay!" Henry, as a begging slave owner on the Sheffield plantation, played a certain role during Westin's absence, driving the carriage to the outside of the plantation to buy stones for the foundation, and of course a small amount of cement, the soil here is not enough to make adobe viscosity, without cement to neutralize it, barely building it will only crush those black slaves.

"My heart hurts!" Sheffield looked at the sand and gravel that came in and knew that another sum of money had disappeared in his hands, but fortunately the sand and gravel were only used for the foundation, otherwise he really couldn't accept it......

At this time, Sheffield really had its original face, and even Henry had this feeling, this should be the son of old Sheffield, and he had a little bit of the style of the old Grande.

"Master Sheffield, sooner or later, these black slaves will help you earn it back!" Henry patted Sheffield's ass against his will.

I can't find a chick if I have all this money, isn't it, doing charity? Sheffield felt that Henry's conscience was greatly broken, and what position did he stand on? You must know that both are slave owners, and they are both white! We should all stand together, both on a class and on a racial standpoint. If you don't pay attention to squeezing out the labor force of the black slaves, you can also help the black slaves speak, this kind of spiritual black slave, Sheffield feels that he should find a time to brainwash him.

Perhaps it was because this time it was for them to improve their own dwellings, and all the black slaves showed 120,000 enthusiasm, although these houses were not very good-looking, and even inferior to the original cowshed-like dwellings. The adobe and mud houses, known in Sheffield's hometown as Banjiani, were rumored to be earthquake-resistant, but he knew it was just a joke about the hardships of the times.

Sheffield didn't have to sacrifice everything for these black slaves, but even if he did it now, he didn't know how much better than other slave owners, anyway, when a benevolent master shouted out of the black slaves, he felt that he didn't feel ashamed at all.

He didn't just sit and watch others work, Sheffield would also check when he was fine, whether the black slaves had memorized the rules and regulations he wrote, and usually followed the black slave Lincoln at this time.

"Embrace the master and abide by the scope and discipline prescribed by the master. Obey the supervision and management, receive education, participate in labor, and return to China conscientiously. Love the plantation, love the owner, love the collective, and ......"

Sheffield took the small notebook with a helpless face, looked back at Lincoln, Lincoln knew that he directly kicked on the black slave's stomach, and slapped a few mouths with the other party's collar, and roared, "This is the code of conduct made by the master for us, we have the self-knowledge to do things according to the rules, and we will not be whipped by the overseer, the master is very busy, and will not always be in the plantation, when the time comes, you will not be beaten in vain?" ”

Lincoln's expression is like a shark who chooses people and loves people, and a mouthful of foaming stars is constantly sprayed on the other party's face, this kind of scene makes Sheffield a little unbearable, and feels that Lincoln's performance is slightly contrived and exaggerated!

"Okay Lincoln, just punish it!" Sheffield said indignantly with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "You black slaves are as innocent as a child who can't grow up, and I wrote these rules and regulations for your good!; Lincoln will supervise you, but you can't memorize Lincoln's level, you must remember, okay, go back to work......"

Sheffield followed Lincoln to the black slaves who had dug the pit in the past few days, and checked it again, only one black slave could recite the regulations he had written, Sheffield stared at Lincoln with a vacant gaze and said lightly, "Lincoln, I am very disappointed in your work, you have betrayed my trust in you, you must know that I try to trust you, a black slave!" It was opposed by many overseers and freedmen who had long been attached to our family......"

Sheffield's meaning is obvious, if Lincoln can't settle this matter, then he can only return to his old life, and all the privileges in the black slave will disappear, and he will become an ordinary black slave again.

"Merciful master!" The black slave Lincoln suddenly knelt in front of Sheffield, his head was on Sheffield's shoes, and hurriedly promised, "The black slave is lazy and undisciplined, just like a child who needs the protection of his masters, I will definitely teach them, please give me another chance......"

"Oh? Stand up first! Sheffield plucked out his ears noncommittally, and sighed in grief, "You must know that my father and eldest brother will come back sooner or later, and you must behave better than before you can be worthy of your current life!" Got it? Sheffield took a cigar out of his pocket and placed it in front of Lincoln.

Looking at these careful black slaves, Sheffield suddenly remembered that he still had a cheap big brother. Shouldn't you think about how to kill him?

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