New York Navy Yard.

Donald finally saw the face of Asia that he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's just that the atmosphere is a little wrong.

I saw a group of sturdy Asian men running around a stake in the severe cold of North America in January, showing their slightly bulging muscles, with a sun and moon headband tied around their heads.

"Running towards the rising sun, this is our youth!"

It was Wang Zhonghuang who was shouting loudly, although it was already afternoon.

This once shy Chinese worker is now also infected by someone, and has become full of vigor and enthusiasm.

Behind him, Noichiro Morishita gave a thumbs up: "Loyal Emperor San, your youth to serve the Holy Emperor is as hot as mine, let us sweat and bloom our youth together in this land of Millikan!" ”

……

Donald watched all this dumbfounded, and waited until all the reserve officers of the Marine Division had completed their lunch training for the day, and then asked the coachman to carry the bubble to the front of the army.

As the leading party, Tang Sangui gave Wang Shi Laojun his due righteousness.

The three-no customized instant noodles produced by [Gluttonous Genuine Snack Shop] are brewed with hot water, plus a small piece of sausage and half a braised egg per person, and the tangy aroma suddenly diffuses on the dock.

The U.S. Navy next door is crying!

A group of white-skinned people drooling through the fence, like ordinary people waiting outside the US military bases in South Korea and Japan to pick up garbage a hundred years later.

However, these American sailors are not in rags and have vegetables.

The northern states have a high grain production, and the sailors still have no problem getting enough to eat.

But the allure of the modern food industry is enough to make these fastidious Yankees salivate.

Considering that after all, there was still nearly half a month to study, Wang Zhonghuang ordered someone to boil another pot of water and sent a bowl of noodles to each of the white instructors.

All of a sudden, the scene of Miri's family and their happiness was staged in advance on New York Harbor.

The samurai sent by Tokugawa Keiki were originally for them to learn how to drive warships, so Morishita and the others all had a certain level of Lanxue skills.

Although Wang Zhonghuang and others have a poor foundation, they were also selected by Zhu Fugui from among the shorties in the school, passed the literacy exam, and learned basic mathematical geometry.

Just like the students sent by China and Japan during the Westernization Movement and the Meiji Restoration, they had a strong sense of mission and enthusiasm to serve the country, overcame all kinds of difficulties, and eagerly learned advanced Western knowledge with a degree of hard work that was far beyond the imagination of foreigners.

Of course, in addition to this, I have to say that the more critical thing is the talent of the race.

160 years later, if almost all of the track and field fields are black, then even the U.S. Olympic team is all Asian.

Although political correctness has made scientists and politicians secretive about the distribution of racial IQ, everyone knows this kind of fact that is visible to the naked eye.

Among the students of this batch of Daming Sailors, it is not surprising that several scholars have emerged, and they soon mastered the mathematical knowledge required for ocean driving and naval gun calibration.

It doesn't matter if you don't have such a strong learning ability.

There are also various miscellaneous tasks such as organization and scheduling, resource planning, etc., which are also required on the warship.

From fresh water storage to insect repellent and rat catching, there's learning everywhere.

Even how to raise ship cats, how to make them cute and soothe the hearts of officers and soldiers, and how to do their job of catching rats without losing their wildness, there are also tricks.

There is nothing difficult about these things, just diligence and patience.

Of course, white bullying is indispensable.

Fortunately, all they scolded were drowning in the footbasin, and even Morishita felt that he was now a monk, so there was no psychological trauma.

Moreover, Zhu Fugui had prepared two thousand dollars for them early in the morning to bribe naval officers, so on the whole, they would not be bullied too much.

Everyone ate instant noodles, sang songs from their hometown, and imagined the scene of driving a warship and a sea ship to return to Daming half a month later.

However, at this moment, a heart-rending scream pierced the noise of the dock from a distance.

Donald was so frightened that the bowl in his hand fell to the ground: "What is this sound?" Could it be that some officer is beating the soldiers? ”

Wang Zhonghuang looked very calm, instigated, and explained lightly: "Lord Sangui, don't be surprised, this is not from our dock, but from the island opposite, don't believe it!" ”

As he spoke, he handed Donald the monocular he had around his neck.

Following the direction Wang Zhonghuang pointed, Donald raised his telescope and spun around.

When the focus was gradually aligned, I saw that a small island appeared in the field of vision, and on the small island was a small white house built on the mountain.

The house looks gloomy.

If Zhu Fugui is here, he will definitely think of old movies such as "The Shining" and "Shutter Island".

At this time, the heart-rending shout came again.

Donald quickly adjusted the angle, and saw a young man in a hospital gown with a messy mantle running barefoot on the beach.

It was he who uttered the shout, and it crossed the wide sea, and was still audible on the docks.

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Behind the young man, a tall and thin man in a Qing Dynasty python robe was chasing after him with a pair of long needles in the shape of electrodes.

Intercepted by two nurses dressed in old-fashioned cheongsams, the young man was quickly caught.

As he was stuffed with a cotton cloth in his mouth and dragged back to the white house, the island was quiet again.

Donald put down his binoculars and asked in shock, "What's going on with that little island, is it a branch of the prison on Blackwell Island?" ”

"It's not a prison, it's the waterfront campus of the New York Medical School."

Wang Zhonghuang said, "I also saw the news from the local newspaper when I was practicing English. Dr. Porter, a well-known medical expert, returned to his alma mater, and in order to ensure a good medical environment, the New York City government allocated this island to him as a medical center. ”

……

3 days later.

Worried, Abraham Lincoln left New York and boarded the train back to Washington.

In the quiet first-class carriage, the waiter handed Lincoln a glass of burgundy.

Lincoln, who grew up in rural Indiana, actually preferred to drink homegrown wines, but since he became a lawyer by accident, he has become accustomed to drinking imported wines.

Even if many times he just poured the wine from his hometown into the bottles of imported wine.

Of course, as a Puritan, there were many times when Lincoln had to pretend to be against overdrinking.

He was an early member of the Springfield chapter of the Washingtonian Alcoholics Addiction Association.

But under such pressure now, Lincoln also had to rely on alcohol to relieve stress.

Negotiations with bankers and big capitalists in New York went well.

As the true owners of the United States, they have long prepared a package of proposals to raise funds for the federal government.

These include pledges of minerals, land, railroad lines in a vast area west of the Mississippi River.

Anyway, those deserted places themselves are robbed, and it is also a routine operation to sell them for money.

It's a win-win for politicians and businessmen, and there's nothing to dwell on.

There were two things that really made Lincoln frown.

The first is his youngest son, Willy.

Due to unexplained severe diarrhea, he has lost weight to an alarming degree.

Doctors in Washington, D.C., who were at a loss, recommended the ultimate all-or-nothing remedy, which was to cut deep veins and let them bleed.

The pastors of the church said that he had been cursed by a witch and suggested that Lincoln find a woman to burn him.

After all, he was also a lawyer, and Lincoln would not have done such an outrageous thing, and he felt that these suggestions were unreliable.

So this time he had to pin his hopes on the legendary doctor Potter.

He was able to bring miracles to the southerners, and certainly to the north.

Dr. Porter's ability to get a private island was a decision made by the New York City government and the New York Academy of Medicine, but there was a lingering White House behind it.