Indulge in Life in America

"That old gentleman has a strange character."

　　 Yang Cheng and his entourage took the cable car back to Manhattan and picked up the car at the subway entrance. Xu Xian suddenly turned his head and said.

Yang Cheng controlled the Ferrari and accelerated over a car effortlessly. He turned his head and glanced, chuckled and agreed, "Indeed, Mr. Skyler has offended many people because of his bad temper, otherwise it won’t Hidden to Roosevelt Island in his later years."

　　 "He's great?" Xu Xian was also the first time to contact a broker like Skyler, so he seemed very interested in the reality of Skyler.

　　 "It's amazing, the CIA used to buy important information from him."

　　 "Really? Isn't that a character like James Bond?" Xu Xian's eyes widened and asked a ridiculous question.

"James Bond serves the country and Skyler serves the money. There is a fundamental difference between the two." Yang Cheng smiled, as if he was teaching a child, patiently answering 100,000 why .

The two chatted all the way, found an Italian restaurant on the road and had a simple dinner, then sent Xu Xian back to Yang Cheng in the long private room of the Waldorf Astoria, and asked the new housekeeper for some potato grids. Such snacks, gave Xu Xian a deep kiss, and said, "I'm going to meet someone. If you come back late, you should go to bed early. You shouldn't rest last night, okay?"

This time, Xu Xian did not shyly avoid it because he was in the closed room. He was obediently hugged by Yang Cheng. He raised his head and looked at Yang Cheng with those big Qingquan eyes, and said with unknown concern. "Oh~, then you come back early, I'm ~ scared."

A girl lives alone in an unfamiliar and empty environment. It is inevitable that she has no sense of security. Yang Cheng didn’t realize the cautious thought in the girl’s heart, and nodded and said, "Okay, I will come back to accompany you as soon as possible. Outside, you can ask him for anything you want, and you can call the housekeeper directly for whatever you want to eat and they will arrange it for you."

　　 "Understood, you go ahead."

　　 Yang Cheng hadn't forgotten to put his big hand into the T-shirt before leaving, and took advantage of it, only to pretend to leave the room with a frivolous whistle, leaving Xu Xian rolling his eyes and smiling at se~lang.

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After the ban on smoking in restaurants and bars in Big Apple City, there are still a few places that are allowed to smoke cigars, but the owner who applies for a cigar license must show that his business was originally based on cigar sales, communication and taste, and accounted for the entire business. More than half of the turnover.

As a result, those cigar bars that have existed for a while, not only are not affected by the smoking ban, but attract more people. After all, as the weather turns cold, such as winter with heavy snow, they shiver for a moment of enjoyment with a cigarette. It's not a good feeling to stand outdoors and blow the cold wind!

　　 Speaking of New Yorkers smoking cigars can be said to have a long history, but the cigar bar is still new. Among them, the Macanudo Club is said to be the earliest cigar bar in the United States, and it has only been established for 15 years.

The owner and founder of the Macanudo Club was once the owner of the American General Cigar Company-Edgar Cullman. After Cullman’s ancestor immigrated to the United States from Germany, he has been engaged in the tobacco business and later relied on imports. Cuban cigars made a fortune.

After the feud between the United States and Cuba, the United States government imposed economic sanctions on Cuba, banning all import and export trade with Cuba, and Cuban cigars were also listed as prohibited items. General Cigar's business once fell into a trough, and Cullman took over. Later, the Cuban tobacco leaf seeds were brought to the North American continent, and the experiment was planted in Connecticut, where the climate is relatively suitable, and the success has brought the company back to life.

　　 In addition, they imported cigars from Puerto Rico, Jamaica and other Central American regions that are relatively cheap and of as good quality as Cuba, which has enabled the business to flourish again.

Afterwards, Cullman saw the gaps in the mid-to-high-end market, and immediately positioned the Macanudo Club as a high-end cigar consumption place, creating a model similar to a private club, redoing the interior decoration, smoking and exhausting equipment, and ranked in New York. In the hinterland, most of the guests coming and going are rich and famous in the city.

　　 Tonight, Rupert Murdoch chose to date Yang Cheng at the Macanudo Club. This media giant is also a senior cigar guest.

Yang Cheng sat in the Maybach and came to the club. Under the leadership of the waiter, he entered the private box. Rupert Murdoch was squinting and feeling the intoxication brought by the cigar. He opened his eyes slightly when he heard the door opening. , Smiled and beckoned, "Here? Just sit down, waitress, and bring your cigar bill."

　　 The box area is small, and the sofa carpets are all dark red, creating a mysterious atmosphere under the yellow light, just like the occasions where a bunch of villains get together to discuss conspiracies in the movie.

　　 Yang Cheng took the cigar list, glanced from top to bottom, staring at the name in the last column for a few seconds, and asked aloud, "Is this really a hand-rolled cigar?"

　　The waiter respectfully replied with a standard smile, "Yes, sir, it’s made by a professional chef on site."

　　 Yang Cheng smiled satisfied, "Okay, that's it."

　　 For real cigar smokers, rolling cigars and tasting them on the spot is definitely another enjoyment.

Yang Cheng picked a bunch of tobacco leaves from Jamaica, and soon a rolling master came in with a tool~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Under the noses of Yang Cheng and Murdoch, they used skilled techniques and exquisite packaging to complete it. The whole process of making a cigar is placed on a tray and handed to Yang Cheng.

　　 "I didn't expect you to be okay with this bite." Rupert joked with his legs on the pedals, smoking a cigar in a domineering posture and emitting smoke, with an expression of enjoyment on his wrinkled face.

Because tobacco leaves for cigars are generally sold 18 to 24 months after they are harvested, they need good storage conditions. The humidity is 70% and the temperature is 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Such a storage environment is generally not available at home. It can be stored and there is no technology for cigarettes, so freshly rolled cigars are rare.

　　 Yang Cheng grilled the surface with a cigar spray gun and shrugged, "I haven't tasted this freshness for a long time."

　　 "It just so happens that the wine I brought today is very mild, suitable for fresh-rolled cigars." Murdoch picked up the decanter on the wine table and gave Yang orange a little.

　　 Yang Cheng picked up and turned the foot of the cup, held it between his nose and sniffed the unique aroma of Cabernet Sauvignon grapes, then nodded and put down the goblet to let Murdoch pour the wine.

　　 "Test your skill." Murdoch joked like an old child with a prank.

Yang Cheng did not rush to light the cigar after he roasted it. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He didn't rush to swallow it in his mouth, feeling dozens of flavors exploding on the tip of his tongue, but it was obvious that this was not what he was familiar with. Red wine from those estates.

He raised his brows in doubt, and analyzed to himself, "The aroma of this wine is old enough, and the taste is full. It should be produced in the golden ages. It is certainly Bordeaux wines, but Which winery is it from?"