"What you just said was so good!" Just as Sheffield had successfully assigned the task of soldering iron, a crisp female voice sounded in his ears, and in all fairness, it was very good. It's not a charming sound.,It's the kind of girl's voice.,Just listening to the voice makes me want to see me.。 Of course, this does not include Sheffield, whose soul is already an adult, and there will be no situation where he can't walk the way when he sees a woman, but right? It doesn't hurt to take a look.

When I looked sideways, I saw a girl of fifteen or sixteen standing slim to the side, wearing a long white dress. The long black hair was draped over the shoulders, and from the looks it should be Western European looks, Sheffield, who often saw hairy girls in Lubyanka, was very sure that most Eastern European women were not like this.

Because the girl in front of her was dressed, Sheffield could only see so much at present, retracting his scrutinizing gaze, Sheffield showed a warm smile, seeing such a pure girl in this filthy open-air slave market, the difference between the characters and the scenery was too big, which made Sheffield's head a little dizzy, and a trace of absurdity rose in his heart.

"Girl, why are you here?" Sheffield looked around blankly at the noise of the hawkers, and felt more and more as if he were in a dream, and asked, "It wouldn't be strange if I saw you in that church!" But this is a slave market......

"What's this? This slave market is part of our family in its own right! The girl shook her hair refreshingly, and there was a hint of pride in her words, like a goddess on high.

But Sheffield was obviously not fooled, as a vulgar person, the so-called goddess temperament could not shake his will, "Oh, then the profit is so great!" Your family is much easier than those of us hard-working plantation owners! Sheffield lamented that the flow of money and the network of connections in this slave market were simply immeasurable. Not to mention the relationship with smuggling ships and major plantation owners, the more than 1,000 black slaves in the slave market alone are an objective wealth.

"Mr. Sheffield, the environment here is not very good, let's go over there!" The girl seemed to have just come back to her senses, covered her nose and invited in a coquettish voice, not far from here is Derek's house, and the girl invited Sheffield as if no one was around, and even Derek next to her ignored it.

"It's not good for you to be like this, how can you say that Derek is also the head of the slave market!" Sheffield suddenly felt that his temper was still quite good, but sometimes he was arrogant in front of black slaves, but more often it was to maintain deterrence. However, compared to the girl in front of him, he knew that this girl might be even more ruthless than himself.

"What do you think of the sailor just now?" Sheffield sat down and asked after entering the house, in fact, he was really full of curiosity in his heart, what did the family of the northern Yankee who broke into the slave market think of the slave market owner.

The girl found a clean chair and sat down, and naturally replied, "On another occasion, that sailor would have died a long time ago, this is not an ordinary place, even if the Whig bigwigs come, they will not dare to mention the abolition of slavery in my house......"

This sentence is really domineering! In an instant, Sheffield felt that this little girl comrade was forcing Gerton to rise in front of him, and there was such a flash of thought, he was thinking about whether to quickly kneel and lick it, enter this girl's house, and the life of eating soft rice was beckoning to him! After thinking about it, Sheffield still gave up this constructive idea, he couldn't pass his own level, although the girl's family was richer than Sheffield's, but this was not a reason for Sheffield to bow his head.

He doesn't know what the other party's wealth is, but with this slave market and other industries, it should be at least three or four times the wealth of the Sheffield family, and all the Sheffield family's belongings add up, less than one million dollars, the other party should have a family property of three or four million dollars, but I don't know if there is a brother or something to share?

"The Yankees of the North just need more people to be exploited by them!" Sheffield said with a natural expression, "I don't know any big truth, I know that if anyone wants to snatch my slave, I will take his life!" ”

"That's great!" The girl couldn't help but cheer for Sheffield's words, the two chatted for a while, Derek pushed the door in, first greeted his eldest lady, and then said to Sheffield, "Master Sheffield, the slaves you need have all been branded, according to the regulations of our market, customers who buy more than ten black slaves at a time, it is necessary for us to send people to escort them to your manor, of course, if you can't come back within a day, you need to arrange a place to live......"

Well? After-sales service? Sheffield smiled and thanked him, and stood up to say goodbye to Derek and the girl who didn't know her name, "I'm going to expand the plantation, and I need to spend two days in New Orleans to ask about the situation, goodbye!" ”

Sheffield shook hands with Derek, then reached out to the girl and said, "Beautiful girl, my name is Sheffield, maybe we will have a lot of business contacts in the future......"

"My name is Annabelle!" The girl was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment and put her hand into Sheffield's hand. A pair of white little hands have a delicate touch, probably because of the weather, a little sweaty, Annabelle's big eyes are erratic, I don't know where to put it.

Sheffield shook it politely, then nodded and exited the house, outside the Sheffield family's groom and black Lincoln, as well as four white thugs in the open slave market, Sheffield asked the groom and black slave Lincoln to take the four thugs to escort the black slaves back to the manor, "No problem, right?" ”

As he spoke, Sheffield glanced at this group of black slaves who were a little sluggish, and seemed to be in the posture of appointment after being marked by a soldering iron, but this kind of trivial matter was not put in his eyes, and commanded Lincoln, "Lincoln, a few black slaves transported from the Ivory Coast, after you return to the plantation, find out if there is anyone in the house who knows them, and these black slaves will be handed over to you for supervision, don't have any problems, understand?" ”

Sheffield also wanted to pat the other party's shoulder with the leader's style, because the other party had to give up because of his height.

"I see, young master! Won't you go back with us? Lincoln was very happy, because there was a black girl in this group of black slaves that he liked very much, and the whole person was in a happy mood.

"I'm going to ask why there is no custom-made steel yet!" Sheffield itself did not need to be explained, when it was the turn of the black slave to inquire about the master's affairs, but in order to raise Lincoln into a dog, and also to explain it to the groom, he said one more word, and then the two sides separated, and Sheffield himself walked down the street back to the attic of Sheffield's house in the French-speaking quarter. Mav and Lincoln pressed the slaves back to their plantations in the northern suburbs.