Chapter 106 Planning for the West
"Yes, yes, Master is right!" Martin Luther King nodded and bowed with a flattering smile, following Sheffield's words, "These pigs who are trying to get something for nothing should thank Master for giving them this opportunity. They should work hard to make Master and Miss Anne happy."
"Martin, do you feel better after cursing white people?" Sheffield whistled, and the black servant lost his voice instantly. Seeing Martin Luther King was shocked, Sheffield said indifferently, "Of course what you said is true. The nature of the world is like this, so wealth is really a good thing. It can't solve all problems, but it can solve most problems."
With a snap of his fingers, a plate of sliced ​​watermelon was brought up. Sheffield took a piece and gestured to the loyal black servant, "What a sweet watermelon! You won't think I'm humiliating you like those ungrateful blacks in the North, will you?"
Because in the plantation era, the meat rations for black people were mainly fried chicken, and the fruit was mostly watermelon, so these bastards, after being ungrateful, actually thought this was discrimination. In fact, this reaction is easy to solve, just starve them to death.
"How could that be!" Martin Luther King quickly took a piece of watermelon and ate it, mumbling, "What a good fruit, sweet and juicy. Watermelon is my favorite."
"Some small countries in Central America are causing trouble to block the purchase of land and delay the progress of land acquisition. The North is also preparing to recruit a group of workers. Which one do you think you would rather go to? I think..." Sheffield asked someone to hand him a handkerchief to wipe it clean. He ate watermelon and said, "Instead of worrying about these trivial matters, the black people in the North should think about how to avoid unemployment. A steel mill has been negotiated in Chicago. You will be the black supervisor and be responsible for all black workers. Are there any problems? You will not have any troubles due to your race."
"No, absolutely not!" Martin Luther King was overjoyed and thanked Sheffield and Anne. "Three generations of us are grateful people. We will not get involved with those traitors who ran to the North. The loyal Martin Luther King will always stand behind the Sheffield family and be a loyal servant."
"If a black man can run for president, I would even like to support you to become president. I hope that black workers will be more efficient than white workers. Can you do it?" Sheffield looked at the black-skinned and white-hearted eggplant man with a look of regret on his face. The other party probably won't be able to wait for this day in his lifetime.
"Master, leave everything to me. I will make these traitors who fled to the North understand the diligence that should have existed decades ago!" Martin Luther King made a solemn promise, and was ready to do a big job.
As for this thing, at least Sheffield, who knows the history of using barbarians to control barbarians, can follow suit and use blacks to control blacks. In fact, the competition for small countries in Central America is also related to the other party. As for the issue of skin color, it is better to adapt to the local customs and recruit a group of ethnic groups whose skin color is not too offensive to act as white gloves.
"You seem to be quite supportive of black people?" Anne asked in a low voice after Martin Luther King left.
"This is called control, not recognition. I will never recognize them unless they are really strong enough to be recognized. It is good enough for a small group to manage themselves, but they still expect the public to recognize them. Why should the public recognize them? They are not the mainstream, but they force the mainstream to give in to them. In Eastern terms, this is rebellion!"
Sheffield explained calmly, "In the North, I plan to hire black people as workers and manage them. But the safety supervisor must be our own Dixie people. As for the companies in the South, no black people will be hired because the South is the real foundation of our family. As for the Great West, there is a group of people on the Pacific coast who are most suitable to be industrial workers. I have traveled to many places this year, and I will take a good look at the environment in the West next year."
The proportion of yellow people along the Pacific coast is still very high. In the agricultural era, according to the judgment of the plantation owners with long plantation experience, the value of yellow people was the lowest. They could not adapt to the labor intensity of the plantation at that time. Even if a white person and a black person were together, everyone would choose to buy the black person as labor.
The price of black people was two to three times that of white people. As a result, some Yankees who were good at infighting dyed white people black to fool the simple plantation owners in an attempt to make a profit from the difference.
So under the encouragement of the Yankees, the plantation owners who had some experience at the time were almost all racial experts who could tell at a glance whether the purchased labor force was really black.
Sheffield set his sights on the excellent industrial workers along the Pacific coast. In terms of endurance and willpower, he still believed in these Asians, although according to later generations, these people were illegal immigrants. They robbed the United States of its excellent workers of their jobs, causing unemployment problems in the United States.
He just assumed that all these accusations were correct and had nothing to do with him. The only thing he could remember now was that the western states stood on the side of the Northern Yankees and provided a large amount of food to support the North, which had agricultural shortcomings. This prevented a food crisis in the North and indirectly caused the Confederacy's defeat.
So whether it is the northern states or the western states, unless he can produce evidence that he is from the South, in Sheffield's eyes, they are all heretics, more hateful than pagans.
Moreover, the profit-seeking businessmen actually do not reject these illegal immigrants. Of course, it is too much to say that they welcome them. It is actually ordinary industrial workers who reject these Asian yellow people who sneak in. These people are the main force supporting the Chinese Exclusion Act.
"This year, I am the benevolent former master in the eyes of the black community, and next year, I will be the savior in the eyes of the Asian community." Sheffield raised his eyebrows, squeezed his head into Anne's warm embrace, and spoke vaguely as if asking for a hug.
Anne listened to Sheffield's words and said shyly, "Will I be hated for this? I feel a little hot."
"A bunch of unemployed pigs and hooligans dare to meddle in my affairs? As long as the workers in the West can reduce their wages to the same level as illegal immigrants, I will hire them because they are all citizens of the United States. Otherwise, there is no deal!"
"No matter who it is, if they can't bring profits, they are worthless. It's better for them to die. Keeping them alive is a waste of food."
"The climate in the western states isn't very good, but it's worth a visit!" In Sheffield Manor, after Annabell listened to the sports meeting she didn't care about with lack of interest, she finally heard something of value from the heir.
"Yes, whether we can gain an advantage in the western states will determine the comparison of the economic map of the United States!" Sheffield said in a serious tone, without any of the vulgarity he showed in front of Anne.
(End of this chapter)
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