The Indian tribesman's eyes widened immediately and he turned to look at the leader.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, they saw the man opposite yelling at the leader, and then the leader did the same thing.

Salt.

One of the indispensable items for mankind.

When the Indian leader tasted the taste of salt, he naturally hid the salt bag in the cloth bag on his waist.

Next is the piece of smoked and dried bacon.

After confirming the salt, the Indian finally felt relieved this time. It seemed that he was worried that the leader would take away all the salt. This time, the Indian tore off a piece of bacon that was far more than needed for identification and stuffed it into his mouth.

After tasting the flavor of smoked and dried bacon.

The tribesman nodded heavily at the leader.

Naturally, the leader also tasted a small piece, and then the piece of bacon went into the cloth bag on his waist as usual.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, these Indians began to gather together and discuss something in a low voice.

Not long after.

Several women came out from behind the men.

The large wooden bowl dug out of the wooden pile was filled with a kind of mushy food that exuded a strange smell.

The women just placed the food between them just like Sun Cheng did before.

As people from the Central Plains, both Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng already have the right to be picky about food.

Even in the army, one or two bites of such mushy food would only be eaten when marching in a hurry.

Moreover, it is very characteristic of the Central Plains and in line with the tastes of the Central Plains people.

It's just that the other party has tasted the salt and smoked bacon they brought. Naturally, it is impossible for them to refuse to taste the other party's food.

Zhu Yunwen glanced at Sun Cheng. He felt that it would be better to leave the task of tasting new things and gaining fresh knowledge to Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng rolled his eyes, and after making sure that the women had all moved away, he stepped forward again.

"Not even a spoon?"

Sun Cheng lowered his head and looked at the big bowl of paste in front of him, and muttered in a low voice.

Then he had no choice but to fish out a little bit of the paste with his hands in front of the Indians opposite and stuff it into his mouth.

Weird taste.

Weird smell.

Weird food.

It can't be said to be delicious, but it can't be said to be unpalatable either.

If it was really unpalatable, these people wouldn't use it as food.

Seeing Sun Cheng eating the food from the tribe, the Indians finally smiled on their faces.

Under the protection of his tribe, the leader walked up to Sun Cheng and opened his arms.

But Sun Cheng just stood up, turned sideways, and looked at Zhu Yunwen behind him.

This is the rule.

Even if the two parties did not understand each other's language, he had to let these people understand that Zhu Yunwen was the person with the highest power and status in this new land of Ming Dynasty.

Ever since he crossed the frozen strait, Sun Cheng had always felt that perhaps one day in the future, this young man Zhu Yunwen would reappear in the Ming Dynasty with another appearance and status.

The empire's first royal vassal in the New World?

Maybe it's something that has a high chance of coming true.

Seeing Sun Cheng's performance, the Indian leader opposite could not understand the language of these people, but he could understand what they meant.

The leader glanced at the more than 300 officers and soldiers behind Zhu Yunwen and Sun Cheng, and pointed.

Zhu Yunwen then looked at Sun Cheng. He seemed to intend to use Sun Cheng as a communication messenger between the two parties.

Sun Cheng was a little helpless, but he could only start gesticulating with his hands, and imitated some beast-like sounds in his mouth.

Soon, the Indian leader understood that these more than 300 officers and soldiers were protecting Zhu Yunwen's safety.

Similarly, the leader also knew that Zhu Yunwen and others came from a very distant and powerful force.

As for how powerful?

In the hands of the man who kept gesticulating, the leader could no longer imagine.

After all, any person who comes out can be escorted by more than 300 guards. Such a thing does not exist in this land.

When the sky darkened completely, the fire in the Indian gathering place finally played its original role, emitting bright light.

On behalf of Zhu Yunwen, Sun Cheng declined the invitation from the Indian leader and instead chose to set up camp on the edge of the opponent's gathering place.

When the Indians saw these people actually building tents with cloth, they were shocked and became even more curious and awed by the powerful force in that gesture.

When Sun Cheng took out a pot of wine and fed it into the mouth of the Indian leader.

After the brief gathering in the evening, a young Indian girl appeared outside Sun Cheng's tent.

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Chapter completed!