I was the Founding Father of the United States

Chapter 146 Master Chen's Maids

Chapter 146 Master Chen's Maids

On the morning of May 1, 1764.

The first snow of the winter fell in New England, and Robin Estate, located north of Providence, was also covered with a thin layer of snow.

Fortunately, when Mr. Chen built Robin Manor, he installed underfloor heating pipes throughout the entire house, so the bedroom on the second floor is warm and cozy at the moment.

The woman lying on the silk bed with him now was no longer the blonde Diana, but Lisa Makareva from the Crimean Khanate in Eastern Europe.

This is a stunning Slavic girl with a beautiful face and figure. She has smooth blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a delicate face, silky white skin, and a well-proportioned body—Turks, to say the least, have good taste.

According to Edward Scott, he bought her and another female slave, Anna Vatsediva, from the Turkish merchant for a total of £450. Richard, the butler, had some doubts about this price, but Chen Wenbin did not care, since a few hundred pounds was nothing to him anyway.

They were originally intended to be sent to the Ottoman ambassador to Britain. Having undergone professional training and been untrained, their experience was indeed a level above that of other maids.

Chen Wenbin held Makareva in his arms, enjoying the tranquility of the moment, until the clock on the wall nearly struck six. Then he said to her in Russian, "—Lisa, let's get up!"

"Yes, sir."

Lisa obediently lifted the covers, got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, took out her pajamas, helped Mr. Chen put them on first, then put on her own pajamas, and finally opened the bedroom door to find the head maids Sophia and Doris waiting outside, asking them to bring her a towel and soap for washing.

After Chen Wenbin finished washing up, Sofia stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, Miss Makareva has passed her prime fertility period. Miss Orisa should be on your side tonight."

"Chen Wenbin glanced at Makareva, who was wearing a silk nightgown in the bedroom, and nodded, saying, 'Then let's arrange it that way!'"

"yes!"

Sofia agreed, then walked up to Makareva, took a wooden plaque from her pocket and handed it to her. Upon seeing the plaque, Makareva glanced timidly at Master Chen, dared not say anything, and obediently took the plaque and left.

Watching her retreating figure, Chen Wenbin suddenly realized that he was becoming increasingly decadent, even emulating ancient emperors and creating a system of selecting concubines for the harem.

However, he currently has three women around him. Not counting the pregnant Katrina, Idney, Vera, and Lillian, there are still nine left. If he doesn't arrange his time properly, his nightly efforts will be in vain. So when Sophia proposed this coordination method, he immediately agreed.

It's only because his physical condition is exceptionally good that he can withstand such procreation; otherwise, he estimates he would have lost ten or more years of his lifespan.

"—Have David and the others arrived yet?"

After putting on his morning dress with Doris's help, Chen Wenbin looked at himself in the mirror and asked Sophia behind him a question.

The latter looked at Mr. Chen with a momentary daze, then immediately replied, "—Mr. Jones, Mr. Walter, and Mr. Holly have all arrived."

Chen Wenbin, with his keen senses, naturally noticed Sophia's gaze, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he nodded and went downstairs.

Sophia was a maid sent by Edward Scott along with Catherine. She had brown hair and light gray eyes, and her appearance was quite similar to Catherine's.

However, with the old butler Richard still in London taking care of Diana and her child, Robin Manor needs Sophia, an experienced head maid, to manage it. If she gets pregnant, Doris will have to take over.

As for that kid Benjamin—he actually thinks that Master Chen's life is too decadent and doesn't want to be the butler of Robin Manor anymore—he's really brainwashed by Puritan ideas—we must find an opportunity to correct his erroneous thinking!

"----Your Mightiness!"

"teacher!"

Good morning, sir!

Upon seeing the big boss come down from the second floor, David Jones, Martin Walter, and James Hawley immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Good morning! Have you had breakfast yet? Let's grab something together!"

All three knew the boss's personality, so they didn't refuse and went to the restaurant with him.

Chen Wenbin didn't adhere to the strict rules of not speaking while eating or sleeping. After sitting down in the restaurant and eating a few bites of steamed buns and beef soup, he looked at David Jones, who was sitting to his left, and asked, "David, how many people have accepted the invitation? Have you tallied it up yet?"

David Jones immediately put down his steak knife and fork and earnestly reported to the leader: "Apart from Mr. Hancock from Boston, and your friends in Rhode Island such as Reverend Johnson, Governor Hopkins, and Mr. Lopez, all the other former PUIC shareholders who received your invitation are willing to attend the Robin Estate gathering a week later."

In addition, those gentlemen who had already sold their shares also sent someone to contact me, hoping to attend the gathering.

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As Chen Wenbin listened, he thought of those guys who had cursed him in the letter—people like that exist everywhere.

"Reject them! This is a company shareholders' meeting; it's inconvenient for those without shares to attend."

"I understand, Your Excellency." David Jones nodded.

"Martin, James."

Chen Wenbin wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at the two intelligence chiefs on his right. "How many members of parliament now support banning the importation of slaves?"

James Hawley looked at Martin Walter, who puffed out his chest and said, "Sir! We already have 15 members of the House of Commons who have expressed their support, and with Reverend Johnson, that's more than half. This bill is sure to pass!"

The Martin Walter of today is no longer the online troll leader who helped Chen Wenbin stir up public opinion; he is now Sheriff Walter of Robin City, a name known throughout Rhodes Island!

However, his job was actually that of a detective and a naval officer, completely different from Henry Stray, who was a proper sheriff in charge of law enforcement and the militia.

After Chen Wenbin returned, he was given a position as the head of public relations at Robin Company, and was tasked with contacting and lobbying other Rhode Island legislators to push for a bill that would "ban the importation of slaves".

This was the first step in limiting the scale of the slave trade, and Rhodes Island, being his home turf, was well-suited to be the starting point for a movement to abolish and limit slavery.

"Well done! Add three months' bonus!"

Chen Wenbin praised Walter, then looked at James Hawley and asked, "James, have you found anyone familiar with Pennsylvania and the western Indian tribes?"

Searching for "talents" from all walks of life and dealing with all sorts of thugs and villains were James Hawley's strengths. He nodded and said, "Sir, we already have two candidates. The first is a deserter from the British army in Quebec named Alfred Wood. He has dealt with Native Americans in the Ohio region, knows two Iroquois and Shawnee chiefs, and can speak some Native American languages."

Another was a Jewish goldsmith named George Joshua who settled in Robintown this August. He knew Joseph Simon, the largest fur trader in Pittsburgh, who was a partner of William Trent, a major landowner and trader in Pittsburgh.

"Jews? There are Jews in my Robintown?"

Chen Wenbin frowned and looked at Martin Walter, who nodded and said, "It was your friend, Mr. Aaron Lopez, who recommended this Jewish goldsmith to settle in Robin City—we do indeed need a goldsmith to make jewelry for the women."

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