Artido's father, the old patriarch of the Mohican tribe, was sleeping soundly on the sidelines, having been sick for many days and now he was sleeping comfortably.

Listening to his father snore from time to time as he slept, Artido seemed to be listening to a beautiful piece of music.

"My father looks much better now, thank you very much," Artido said.

Artido looked at William with sincerity and said to him.

"It's a small thing, we are. In my tribe, we have to trust each other with life and death, so healing your father is not a big deal.

Artido asked a question about the meaning of "life and death", and when he got an explanation from William, he assured him that he would do the same for William in the future.

For Artido's assurance, William very much.

The Indians of the American continent in 1620, their assurance is really more than that of the 21st-century people.

If it was the 21st century people who said such things to him, William would not.

It was a time of materialism when money was the only thing in people's eyes, and faith had long since been cast aside.

"We are, don't say that."

William smiled and lifted his hand and patted Artido on the shoulder, apparently not very important, and he helped Artido only because, as he said, they were "just".

God forbid, William and Artido had only met for three hours, and they hadn't known each other three hours before.

If it wasn't for a coyote, they wouldn't have known each other at all.

And William only gave him a box of worthless matches, and with the idea of keeping the "golden leg" of the Mohican tribe, he helped to cure Artido's father.

This and William said "", but there is no relationship at all.

But William's acting skills are not, plus the simplicity of the Indians, so there is no flaw.

And Artido just like that was William too fooled.

Watching the performance of their own chief, Oliver three people in the place snicker a lot.

It is really unexpected ah, their own leader is actually from an acting school, and this indigenous Indian youth is really very easy to fool. I can't believe that the chief was so poorly acted to fool, really laugh a person.

In fact, Oliver and their three genetic people where the 21st century is an information explosion of the times. People are exposed to very complicated information, of course, not so easy to fool.

And a variety of fraudulent techniques are emerging, people have long been not so easy to deceive.

But now is the era ah!

This is the 1700s and 1620, and these people are still Indians.

They have not been exposed to so much information, for them to hear the most familiar from night tonight, that is, hunting, sleeping, and making children.

At most, it is to fight with some rival tribes to play, to give vent to the body's exuberant androgenic hormones.

Therefore, we can't blame them for being so deceptive.

But, no matter what, the Indians are easy to fool for William and them, but the best thing.

"Oliver, dig a marching stove here!

William greeted, he was hungry now.

It was still after nine o'clock when they met Artido, and then they went back to his tribe with Artido. Then his father, who was treating him, spent three hours at once.

If you don't have a meal in the morning, it would be a ghost if you are not hungry.

Especially in William and others in the snow and ice for so long, the physical exertion of a lot.

More is the need to eat a little to replenish.

William came to this era when it was late June.

He lived in the northern Andal tribe for three months, late September, and then began to look for a place to settle down south.

It was another three months along the way.

In the blink of an eye, it is now late December, and it is almost January.

At this time, it is in the middle of winter, and the weather outside is very cold. The north wind, mixed with goose feather snow, whistled in the sky outside.

Waist-deep snow is rare in the 21st century because of the "warm winter" and "global warming".

But in this era of 1620, it is very common.

Oliver, Daniel, and Steven are busy with their work.

Artido sat beside his father, helping him tuck in his furs so that they would not leak.

William went to the door of the tent and lifted the corner of the curtain to look outside.

Such a scene has not been seen in many years.

William looked outside the silver-painted earth, the heart could not help but admire and nostalgia.

Yes, there was a time when he was a child also saw such heavy snow. At that time, the global climate had not yet become so bad, winter a night often can not be more than a calf of the amount of snow.

The next morning, a group of children would step on the "creak! Gobble! The next morning, a group of children would step on the snow and go to school happily.

But in the 90s, we never saw snow like that again.

Even later on, the less snow there was in winter.

There was even a year when it didn't snow at all during the winter.

Finally, when he went to university, he found out that the global climate change and the main reason is that the pollution is too serious.

This is in the end human development or regression.

Slowly putting down the leather curtain, William walked away, heart bitter smile.

At this time, Oliver and they have dug a good marching stove, and took down behind them has been carrying a large poor quality iron pot put on it. After asking Artido about it, Artido provided firewood and a few people started the fire.

Artido didn't react too much to cooking in the tent, which is what they were doing.

Only Artido was more interested in the marching stove because their tribe had never been like this.

Three or four wooden forks, tied up with strips of cowhide rolled up and tied up, and then the iron pot that was exchanged from the "white skin" was hung on top, and a fire was built underneath.

This is the method Artido used for them.

Father was already asleep and no longer needed Artido to continue to watch over him.

So Artido got together and kept asking Oliver some questions about the marching stove.

People are always curious about unknown things.

In William's instructions, Oliver gave Artido a patient explanation. Anyway, this does not count, is to tell Artido also does not matter.

Of course, because of the language barrier, Oliver's words were all William conveyed. To, the language gift only William a person got, Oliver they are such genetic people began not to have such a benefit it.

However, in the future, if William has money, spending a lot of money on the system to train a linguistic scholar, is not impossible.

But, at the moment, this is still very difficult.

The three of them have been eating congee. Of course, occasionally, if you are lucky, you can also hunt some wild boar or hibernating groundhogs to eat.

But most of the time, they are eating porridge.

He would like to eat hamburgers or roast duck, but that's only if he can buy it from the trader.

Cupcake level is not upgraded, 10 million dollar investment funds he also did not have, so the嘍 ...... he can only eat Chen rice ......

But the more fortunate is that the time and space trader has Fuling squash to sell, which is so William they do not feel the hardship.

Because the filling squash is salty, eating porridge every meal is also appetizing, even with the hunted wild animals to eat can also be, and also solve the dilemma of William did not have salt on hand.

Yes, don't look at the time, and space trader seems to be so powerful, but because William has no money on hand to invest, plus his own level evaluation is very low, so he simply can not buy salt.

It was a terrible thing to be without salt.

But Fuling squash solved this problem.

"Congee or rice?" Daniel looked up at William and asked, "Let's make congee until Artido's father wakes up, he's just getting better, eating something light will help him recover.

Daniel nodded and asked, "Chief, there doesn't seem to be any water here.

Uh!

By Daniel, so a reminder, William then remembered. This is not their wilderness anymore, can find a water source to cook and camp.

So, William turned his face to Artido who was looking at the stove, and asked, "Is there any water, we need water.

At that, Artido pointed to a barrel on the side and there was water in that barrel. Daniel went as he was told and looked down, then shook his head at William, "The water is not usable, it's cloudy.

Of course, such water is not edible, God how many days this has been sitting.

These Indians, a day food safety do not care.

William sighed helplessly in his heart.

Finally, after asking Artido if there was a water source nearby, and after confirming that there was an oil creek not far away, William asked Steven to carry a wooden barrel to fetch a new barrel.

A marching stove was dug inside the tent, and the smoke was definitely going to be there.

However, it was good that there was a vent on the top of the Indian tent so that the smoke could be easily discharged. Besides, they usually roast meat inside the tent, so they didn't care about that.

Within a short time, Steven was carrying water.

With water, everything is easy, in fact, it is easy to make porridge. A small iron pot with washed rice, pour water on it, and just cook it. While the porridge was cooking, Daniel took out the uneaten dried wild boar meat and diced it into small pieces.

About half an hour later, a fragrance began to waft through the tent.

"Wow! It smells so good!" Artido kept gulping and whispering.

Cut it out, William rolled his eyes.

Then he took out a bag of Fuling squash, which is at most 50 cents a bag in the 21st-century bakery and would have been cheaper in the wholesale market, and waved it in front of Artido's eyes ......