"Sheffield Plantation is different from other people's homes, and your slaves here are very self-contained!" Annabelle took a turn and found a lot of things, and in terms of some details, he was in really good condition here. The black slaves here have a human feeling, yes, that's the feeling!

At least among the great plantation owners Annabelle had seen, the conditions for black slaves here were the best. It is not that there are no slave owners who treat black slaves very well, on the contrary, there are many such slave owners. But these slave owners are concentrated in the group of small slave owners, these slave owners can not afford the loss of even one of the slaves to escape, so they regard the slaves as a very important member, the slave owners and slaves only have different identities, and usually go down to the ground to eat together.

But this usually happens only to small slave owners, such as the big slave owners who run the plantations, have hundreds of black slaves, and employ more than 100 overseers! In many cases, people like Sheffield don't handle the plantations themselves, and the hired overseers generally choose the fastest way to get the most out of their slaves, the horsewhip! It's the first time I've seen Annabelle here in Sheffield.

"What's this? The wool comes out of the sheep! The longer the black slaves lived, the longer they served me! Sheffield stood in front of the cottage courtyard and said flatly, "I spent more than two hundred dollars to buy a slave, and the follow-up investment is only to feed them, the longer they survive, the greater my income will be!" I want them to live to be sixty years old, not to buy a plantation for three years and exhaust them......"

"Your concept is very unfavorable to our family, the black slaves are living well, and the slaves captured by our family can't be sold, I want to go in and have a look!" Annabelle was intrigued by the new architectural patterns that had emerged here, and wanted to see what was inside the courtyards.

"Yes!" Sheffield hesitated and pushed the door open, only a few children were playing inside, Annabelle glanced at the boy next to her in surprise, "Don't these children have to go down to the ground to help?" ”

"What's the use of them? You think I'm that Yankey? Still employing child labor? Sheffield laughed and said, "It's just a few years old, how much work can you do when you're tired, and they don't grow as tall as cotton!" They spoil far more cotton than they harvest, so they might as well stay here and grow up slowly......"

Sheffield accompanied Annabelle around the plantation, constantly introducing, "It is no longer the Middle Ages, some of the methods of relying on horsewhips and lynching should have been abolished long ago, and black slaves also need some stable environment!" From this point of view, I think that Henry and his little slave owners did the right thing, since they have taken all the profits, it is not a big deal to ensure the needs of the black slaves, and there is no need to get pleasure from the abuse of the black slaves......"

"Business is not good!" Annabelle sighed, from the perspective of Taylor's Manor, of course she wanted to die faster and faster, preferably like a weed, cutting off a stubble and rising a stubble! In this way, the business of Taylor Manor will get better and better. But she can't stop this matter, the slave owner is also considering his own interests, the northern Yankee is still making trouble, and the treatment of black slaves is indeed slowly getting better.

"Slavery in Brazil is actually more consolidated, you should think about how to force the local slave owners in Brazil to bow their heads and expand overseas markets!" Sheffield smiled and said, "But the Yankees in the north are indeed a scourge, we don't care about them, they always meddle in our affairs, stealing so many slaves from the south every year, even if the hunters catch them every year, all these expenses fall on us, we are really good to bully......"

"There is no way around it, year after year in Congress! Not to mention the people, those few active abolitionist groups, sometimes I see them in the newspapers, I want to send people to the north to kill them! Annabelle was also angry at the mention of this, and the sixteen-year-old girl should say such murderous words, but unfortunately there was no threat.

"Get ready, I'm afraid that one day we'll fight with the Yankee over this!" Sheffield sighed.

"By the way, I have already ordered experimental equipment for you in London, and the telegram says that it has been shipped! Now it's on the Atlantic! Annabelle suddenly remembered this and said, "We should be at the port next month, and I will send someone to tell you then!" ”

Next month? It's close to December, and maybe by the time the ship arrives in New Orleans, it's already next year! Sheffield still expressed his gratitude to the other party, "This batch of equipment will help me a lot, maybe I will save many people's lives in the future depends on him!" "Killing a lot of people at the same time depends on it!

"Yes, I'm just doing me a favor! I'll give you the bill then! Annabelle looked like she would not be swayed by two good words, which instantly made Sheffield feel uncute.

After turning around, Sheffield began to take care of himself, and only then did he remember that he had been rubbed on dinner this morning, and was retorted by Annabelle, "Can you say that my friend's matter is rubbed!" The whole table was filled with cheerful laughter.

"The black slaves belong to you, and the Yankee belong to me! You can't let Taylor's manor contribute in vain......" Annabelle chattered with her mouth open, Sheffield raised her hand and surrendered, "Here you go, all for you!" You can do whatever you like, but you can't stay in the country! ”

If these Underground Railroad people are caught, they will either be killed, or they will be sold to Brazil to become white slaves, as Annabelle said, and it is completely impossible to stay in the United States, and once they are discovered, they will definitely intensify the contradictions between the North and the South, and a group of abolitionists who have eaten enough and have nothing to do will definitely occupy the moral high ground to criticize slavery.

Black people are not terrible, anyway, you can see at a glance who is black, this kind of white traitor who doesn't know what to think in his head is terrible, traitors have been the most hateful since ancient times, if black slaves and abolitionists must let Sheffield kill one, he will definitely leave the last bullet to the abolitionists.

Then again, traitors among abolitionists are now seeking their freedom, and Thomas, a traitor among the Yankees, runs under the scorching sun with an unswollen head, surrounded by a group of Southern slave owners who just a few days ago hated.

"There is a small stronghold of the Underground Railroad in front of Rieself with three members of the Underground Railroad inside! But the big base for this part of the route is in Baton Rouge, and I just sent the black slaves there! Thomas said to Redden next to him.

"The Westin guys said let's go straight to Baton Rouge!" Ryden said a little strangely, "I didn't notice the activities of your people here in Rieself......

"The members of Risef are not responsible for transporting fugitive slaves, they are there to inquire about news!" Thomas said in a tone of his own, "It's not surprising that Mr. Westin didn't find out, the person he left the message should be waiting for us in Baton Rouge......"

"Then let's arrest the Yankee here first, and go all the way west to Baton Rouge! ......Bert Taylor, who was carrying a rifle on his back, did not hesitate at all, and Wilson Taylor's order was to unplug all the strongholds of the Underground Railroad, regardless of size.