The emergence of the cotton gin can be said to be very important for the balance of power in the United States today, it is this humble invention that saved the precarious slavery in the southern United States, and the current state of the balance between the North and the South in the United States all started from the humble cotton gin, this simple machine saved the southern plantation economy, to improve the efficiency of a hundred times, so that the southern slavery was reinvigorated, and became a major political force in the United States again.

Economically, the economy of the South is incomparable with that of the industrial economy of the North, with the average white man in the North earning one-fifth more than the white man in the South. At least it shows so. But of the nearly 10 million people in the South, more than 4 million were black slaves, and these black slaves were usually slaves. The revenge of these black slaves will eventually go into the hands of the southern slave owners, and if there is a black slave who is a slave owner, in fact, most of the southern mouths are slave owners. So in fact the life of the slave owners in the south was definitely much better than that of the workers in the north, and the statistics can sometimes be deceiving.

Moreover, the plantation economy in the South could meet most of the most basic needs, at least in terms of food, and in this case the southern slave owners did not feel at all that their standard of living was worse than that of the northern Yankees, and it was inevitable that they would look down on each other.

"After the cotton ginning machine is finished, all the cotton will be packed into the ship, and the British Chamber of Commerce at the port has notified that the cargo ship has set sail from London, and this batch of cotton has arrived in the UK, and we can collect the money!" Sheffield opened a box of Cuban cigars and gave it all to all the white overseers present, who had been working hard lately, standing with a gun on their shoulders every day. Of course, the remaining Sheffield had not forgotten the comrade Lincoln he had cultivated, and threw it at Lincoln's feet at a long distance and ordered, "Get out into the ground and smoke, burn the warehouse, and I will pick your skin to make leather shoes......

Lincoln, the black slave, nodded against the door of the warehouse, a mouthful of white teeth under his dark skin, grinning at the white overseers in a circle, but received no response from the overseers guarding the door.

Under the big tree at the entrance of the warehouse, Sheffield, who was chatting with Westin, took in the situation and said, "Actually, since I had Lincoln, I have done a lot of things smoothly, after all, we have a different skin color from them, and we can't get the first-hand situation, so it's a very good way to use black to black, don't always use guns and horsewhips to solve the problem......"

"Sooner or later, these blacks are a scourge, especially if there is a group of traitors in the north who are spreading kindness!" Westin held the rifle in his hand tightly, Sheffield's eyes rolled, obviously the guy next to him was a white supremacist, maybe there was a strong black phobia in his heart, human beings always discriminated against their own kind, especially people who looked different from themselves, and it took decades for the later European Virgin to implement the brain-dead idea, causing chaos in Europe. However, there are still many sober people in the United States, especially in the south.

"Ah, this, you're right!" Sheffield originally wanted to educate Westin with positive values, but he still couldn't say it, because this set of positive values was not even accepted by Sheffield himself, let alone educating this Native American, "But we can't do without these free slaves for the time being, and when it comes to the real time for us to say it, we will dispose of these people......"

"I hope you'll have a way by then!" Westin said with a lack of interest, obviously not taking Sheffield's comfort to heart, this is the inner thoughts of an ordinary white man, and he is still a little afraid of black people subconsciously.

Westin's idea is not uncommon in the southern part of the United States, and it should be said that this is true throughout the United States. But Sheffield didn't have this idea, he had already seen the urine of black countries in later generations, and there were not only one or two African countries that could not function without aid, how could he be afraid of these black slaves with limited potential? As long as you take precautions and don't be armed to riot, aren't these black slaves left to him to rub and round?

Once the cotton from the ginners was large enough for a wagon, it was transported from the plantation to the Sheffield family's rented warehouse at the docks, where they were guarded. The warehouse on the docks belonged to the Oranger family, the third largest slave owner in New Orleans, nominally slightly inferior to the Annabelles.

After the cotton harvest, the Sheffield family's plantation is still busy for nearly half a month, this busyness is not only the Sheffield family themselves, the entire Louisiana cotton field is this scene, in the expansion of a little, the southern United States is in the joy of cotton harvesting, in this cotton harvest season, New Orleans is like a brown bear awakened from the dormant winter, bursting with strong vitality.

Today's world's largest ocean-going fleet, mighty from the other side of the Atlantic Ocean across the ocean, most of them go straight to New Orleans, the largest port in the south of the United States, the lively scene on the dock has lasted about a week before Sheffield came, the British fleet flying the rice flag in the port lined up, the world through the rice flag waving in the wind, the British sailors who disembarked are all over the streets of New Orleans, lingering in the streets.

Almost every hour, a new steamship arrives at the port, and slave owners in Louisiana and surrounding neighboring states are tempted to either order a spot and wait for the ship to get on board, or wait in the hope that the price will increase a little.

"It seems that I am so young, and the current docks are the prosperity that New Orleans should have!" Sheffield stood outside the storage warehouse, shaking at the endless rice flags, and had to admit that Britain's number one maritime power was not in vain.

Steamers and sailing ships are staggered in the port, but the number of ships is obviously larger, and it can be seen from here that the replacement of the old and the new in the sea is also going on, and the sailing ships in the ocean have given up the main position, maybe it will not be long before all the ocean transportation will be carried out by ships, and then the cargo ships will be the main force of transportation in the future.

"Are you going to sell the plantation and go into the ocean transport?" Annabelle stood on tiptoe and teased Sheffield's gaze, "But now only the British Empire has this strength, and the Yankee really think they can fight against the British Empire?" Probably only they have confidence ......"

"I don't know how much money the port will make when so many cargo ships dock!" Sheffield sighed enviously. He has been integrating into the United States quite quickly, and has almost forgotten the three-view education of socialism, and he exudes the copper stench of capitalist decay and the barbarism and cruelty of slave owners.

"I don't know about this, I can only ask the first slave owner about their family!" Annabelle shrugged and said indifferently.

It turns out that there are people, I think it is more reasonable to grow opium and flakes and sell them to China, but in view of the fact that the last book has not been closed for a long time, I still don't want to pursue rationality, and it is better to pursue river crabs