Chapter 58: Violent Conflict

People are inherently contradictory, or there is always an idea of having both fish and bear's paws, and Sheffield is like that now, on the one hand, to make as much profit as possible, and on the other hand, to make the results of the project. At the very least, the house should be strong enough that the door can't be kicked open, and it has to be smashed with a hammer, right?

"Compared to those black-hearted capitalists, I am actually quite moral!" Sheffield was dazed and said to himself, according to Henry's statistics, there were two thousand five thousand free people in black, about three hundred families! That's a family of about eight people, which makes Sheffield quite speechless, there are so many people in a black family, is it because the poorer the poorer, the more lifed?

"I'm not going to build a pauper's kiln, Henry!" Sheffield has been staying at the tobacco plantation for the past few days, looking at the statistical records and saying, "Although it's not building a palace, it's generally okay, right?" Do you want our plantation to be next to a giant garbage dump? ”

"Mr. Sheffield, are we going to hire some architects to design it?" Henry felt a little ridiculous, and looked at Sheffield's serious face, and people who didn't know thought he was building a house for himself.

"I'll just design it myself! You go out first! "Sheffield's meaning is very simple, you go away quickly, don't disturb me, you can only delay me from cheating here......

The next day Sheffield handed over the architectural style and plan to Henry, and told him to immediately start contacting the masonry and construction team, "All the blacks who have been registered, let them have one person in each family to do the labor, and it is okay not to do it!" Just cross out the name from the stats and let the families who can't get out of the ......"

When the town of Sheffield is built, it will become a refuge for all black freedmen, you will be protected by the Sheffield Plantation, if someone takes your family members as slaves, as long as you can prove that you are a free people, the Sheffield Plantation will intervene to protect your family!

Sheffield wrote a notice in a free way, and it was quite smooth to read it myself, it seems that the political class was not in vain! It was in the hands of Redden and he asked someone to print a hundred copies, and then post them all over New Orleans, so that all the black freedmen in the city knew about it.

If the establishment of black freeman settlements in the western suburbs was known only to a few large plantations at first, it can now be said that it has become a hot topic of discussion among the people of the whole city, and a hot topic of discussion among the white community regardless of class. But most people thought that the Sheffield plantations were nosy, and that the black freedmen were better off fending for themselves.

These remarks also reached Sheffield's ears, and Henry always told him what the city thought in small talk, "A bunch of low-level fools× they know what they do!" Sheffield snorted and sneered.

A group of short-sighted people clinging to slavery could not have influenced Sheffield's thinking at all. A true slave owner should be delicate and silent, that is, to abolish the nominal title of slave, and still be able to drive people to be slaves. Whether slavery existed or not was only a matter of name.

It's like what Sheffield is doing now, driving these black freedmen to sweat and help themselves, but all the houses are owned on the Sheffield Plantation, and he only pays some brick money, which can be taken back from the rent in the future. It can be said that the whole process does not cost a penny, not even the meal! After the town was built, it was all Sheffield's private property, and Sheffield might have to charge some property fees or something.

"Mr. Sheffield, it seems to be quite a big fuss!" Henry had never seen the whole city so keen on one thing, so there was a faint worry in his words.

"Afraid of what? Just a bunch of idle white freedmen? Still want to rebel? They think they're better than blacks? There is a kind of going to the slave market and selling yourself to see if you can sell it for a price? Sheffield's arrogant rhetorical question made Henry speechless, after this period of contact, Henry almost figured out Sheffield's temper, in the eyes of this young slave owner, whites and blacks are equal, but this equality is not equal to himself, but in Sheffield's eyes, these whites and blacks are slaves, maybe blacks will be looked up to, because blacks usually work more than whites.

Sheffield stood up and spun around a few times, and said in a whimsical way, "Some waste white people are whining, aren't they?" I can give them a chance to vent! Black freedmen must have a gathering area in the city, you can help me start a dispute! ”

Treat blacks like pigs, deprive them of their thoughts and make them think that their lives are okay, and at the same time let them know that slave owners are invincible, but not whites, these whites have their own ideas of resistance, so the attitude towards whites is to raise dogs, and let these dissatisfied whites go out and bite people through guidance.

"Mr. Sheffield, what are you going to do?" Henry swallowed unconsciously and felt as if he was going to play the role of executioner this time.

"Nothing!" Sheffield said in a sad tone, "I just want to let the black freedmen know that the city is too dangerous, and the vicious white people always want to bully them, so that the black people don't be naïve, and if they want to live a peaceful life, it is better to let the Sheffield plantation protect them......"

Sheffield, who had put on a show, sat down and said, "Remember to pick a few overseers who can talk with their mouths, and don't do it yourself!" ”

In the next few days, Henry disappeared from the plantation group, Sheffield led the construction workers around to determine where to start, and the slaves on the plantation worked day and night to carry cement and stone! But it's still a drop in the bucket.

At the same time, in some places in the city of New Orleans in the past few days, the dissatisfaction with the black freedmen is increasing day by day, and the whites at the bottom are becoming more and more dissatisfied with the blacks under the instigation of some people, and finally under the condition that someone takes the lead, they attacked a black gathering area, hundreds of whites rushed into the homes of blacks, punched and kicked when they saw blacks, and the blacks who were caught off guard were quickly knocked to the ground by the whites, and the white freedmen smashed everything they could see, venting their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

More than 400 blacks fled from their homes in this ghetto, and the blacks who did not flee were caught and tied to posts, and the attack on the blacks alarmed the city police, who were also white, and arrived there only as spectators, waiting for the crowd to vent, and by the way to bring back a few people who were going to set the arson.

"Four dead?" Sheffield carefully cut his nails and said, "I'll just say, the black people should seek the protection of the Sheffield plantation, and here I see who dares to rush in, isn't Martin?" ”

"Yes, merciful master!" Martin's dark skin shows a mouthful of white teeth, and he pats his ass hard! I have to say that Sheffield is quite comfortable to shoot.

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