I don't know how many Sheffield professions like to spread rumors the most, but there must be newspaper editors among them, it doesn't matter if you don't witness it with your own eyes, you can blow such a blow, and it can become a report that can easily fool most people after artistic processing. Sheffield, because of his professional habits, always wants to reform these rumormongers, but if you think about it, the United States needs such people today.

Sheffield is no longer the law enforcement officer who maintains order, but has become a member of the ruling class, and he must take care of this group of potential lackeys, and from time to time he has to throw two bones and put on a cold face to meet the newspaper's whiskers.

"The US troops marching south were warmly welcomed by the local population? A passionate Indian girl fell in love with our soldiers? Did this editor skate too much and drink the water in it? "Sheffield is in the ocean of knowledge, looking for a spray point for the undisciplined media, fulfilling his duty as a troll. With the urine of the American army, the local village was slaughtered, and he believed the Indian girl, and the rest was gone......

After reading another newspaper, Sheffield put the newspaper aside, preparing to use the report of the American victory in the toilet for a while, and the value of this newspaper is limited to this, even wiping Sheffield's ass is too hard.

Sheffield also wants to be more American, pay more attention to the current war between the United States and Mexico, but not from this kind of coverage, then again, it has been a long time since I received a letter from Sheffield Sr. in recent months, is it because it is too far into Mexico? Or because of the restrictions on secrecy in the military, the possibility of the latter should not be very large, and this era is still quite backward, and there will be no situation in which intelligence organs compete with each other in the future, so naturally there is no need for special secrecy.

After wiping the tomatoes and destroying the food in two bites, Sheffield turned and went into his laboratory, where Sheffield did not appear again in the evening, clearing out a pile of jars and jars for Lincoln to throw away.

"Merciful master, is there still no result in today's research?" After Lincoln became a black housekeeper, Rice, as a black housekeeper's woman, was responsible for cleaning Sheffield's room every day. He naturally knew that Lincoln arranged this way to make this black girl do less work, but it didn't delay anything, so he didn't see it.

"yes, another busy day!" Sheffield smiled helplessly, the problem was still on the vacuum pump, Sheffield had no way to evacuate the air to create a vacuum, even if it could light the bulb, it would not be practical.

Sheffield knows what materials to use to make the bulb last longer, and he also knows what the principle is, but it is very bad to not be able to make a vacuum, and Sheffield knows nothing about the vacuum pump, of course, he can't be regarded as ignorant, at least he knows that it was invented by the British, and the time is only in the past two or three years. As you know, Sheffield has never seen a single design drawing of a vacuum pump, so naturally it cannot make it himself.

Thinking of this Sheffield's increasing desperation, what he himself is best at after the fifties of the twentieth century, this kind of too old era, seriously limited his strength, he knew that he should have read the science and technology encyclopedia in the first place, and he would not be so mad today.

"I believe that the merciful master will definitely succeed!" Black sister Les wasted no time in comforting.

Comforted by a black girl? It might as well be inconsolable, Sheffield instantly felt the frustration in his heart even worse. Sometimes he wondered if he had been seen through by Lincoln, and knew that Rice must be very safe by his side, so he was relieved to send his wife over to clean up, and said secretly, "Is my dislike for black people so obvious?" Lincoln knew that I was not interested in the black girl so relieved? ”

"I'm going to plant cotton soon, I'm going to take advantage of the free time of the past few days to go out for a walk!" Sheffield decided to relax his mood, the difficulty of the vacuum pump was beyond Sheffield's ability, it was not something that could be made by understanding the principle, and it was better not to think about these depressing things.

At present, Sheffield's experiments have mainly begun to focus on the electrical part, there is no special reason, just because it is safer, he believes that he will not be electrocuted, but if it comes to the weapon link that he is better at, he can't take risks by himself, and it is better for others to do the deadly thing.

At least electrolytic aluminum is still profitable, aluminum products in this era are almost several times more expensive than gold, if you don't understand electricity-related things, how to electrolytic aluminum? How can he pit people, as a ruthless slave owner, if he doesn't use science to pit the people of this era, he can't find the value of his own life.

"Since I've been with Annabelle for a long time, my heart seems to be getting darker and darker! What a curse! Sheffield put the blame on the girl, Ah Q's spirit shines through the ages, although he likes the dark, but he always likes to stay in a place full of sunshine, he likes this warm feeling, it's so contradictory.

After walking around the city, doing a good deed and giving the homeless a few dollars, Sheffield returned to the attic, and his brothers and sisters went to school, leaving only the old butler Brown and a few black aunts and maids.

"Edward, you're back! There was a letter from Mr. Sheffield just two days ago, would you like to read it? As soon as the old butler Brown saw Sheffield's appearance, he immediately took out the old Sheffield letter.

It's really not a chatter, and yesterday I said that there was no letter recently! The Sheffield in the old butler's mouth is naturally not himself, but Sheffield's father, an old man who is fulfilling his vision of destiny on the front line in Mexico. Sheffield, who had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, opened the letter and read it sentence by sentence, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

During the Battle of Cerrogador, the elder Sheffield was injured by artillery, and according to the letter, he is currently recuperating in Puebla, but his legs are still unable to move, and Sheffield's eldest brother has followed the main force of the American army to rest and prepare to attack Mexico City, "This is really bad news!" Sheffield showed the letter to the old butler in a daze, and sat down in his chair in a daze.

This is of course bad news, if the old man hangs up now, Sheffield's fate is now completely in the hands of that cheap big brother, and how much he can get in the future depends entirely on that person's mood. Regardless of the mood of the cheap big brother, Sheffield is in a very bad mood right now, gritting his teeth at the old housekeeper who read the letter, "I'm going to Mexico, see my father's current situation with my own eyes, and if the situation is good, I'll take ......it back."