Yiling.

Located in the southwest of Hanjiang Province and at the boundary between the upper and middle reaches of the Yangtze River, it has a glorious history of more than 2,000 years.

It first appeared during the Warring States Period, in 279 BC.

Qin general Bai Qi led tens of thousands of Qin troops across the Han River and captured five cities of Chu, including Yan and Deng.

He then continued southward and captured the Chu capital Yingdu.

At the same time, he burned the tombs of successive Chu kings in Yiling, and then fought all the way eastward to Jingling. This was the famous Battle of Bai Qi's Attack on Chu.

In 221 BC, Liu Bei had just ascended the throne in Yizhou and was determined to retake Jingzhou.

At the same time, he avenged his brother Guan Yu and led hundreds of thousands of troops to attack Dongwu.

However, in Yiling, the Eastern Wu commander-in-chief Lu Xun burned down his camps for seven hundred miles, and he was ultimately defeated.

Sadly, he passed away in Baidi City, leaving his son to the care of others.

It is about 350 kilometers from Hanjiang to Yiling. At two o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Zhexuan and his companions set off in a Hongqi car.

Time is running out! We only have two days, and the fastest journey will take four or five hours.

We don’t have high-speed railways like in later generations, and even highways are very rare.

Green-skinned trains are only available in the provincial capitals, and their maximum speed is only 60 to 70 kilometers per hour.

Those who run slowly can only run thirty or forty kilometers.

"Brother-in-law! We found out that your grandfather Mo Zhong passed away two years ago.

Your father's younger brother, Mo Ming'an, and his family still live in a small county town under Yiling City.

When the educated youth returned to the city, your aunt Mo Mingjuan went to Shenzhen with her husband Wang Rui.

Li Zhehua turned around from the passenger seat and told his father everything he had heard from him.

"Okay! Thank you." Mo Zhexuan nodded.

He took out a cigar from the cigar box and handed it to him. He knew that the boy had been coveting the cigar in his hand for a long time.

"Brother-in-law! Is this an authentic Cuban cigar?" Li Zhehua took the cigar.

He couldn't wait to put it in his mouth, then lit it up and started puffing out smoke.

"Yeah! This one costs 500 Hong Kong dollars."

"Ahem! It's so expensive! But I think it tastes just like that!"

"Xiao Huazi! Let your sister tell you why Cuban cigars are so expensive.

It takes a long time to make a cigar, just to dry and ferment the cigar leaves.

This process will take at least a year.”

"Then the cigars are cured and the tobacco leaves are processed into finished tobacco.

Finally, we select the hardest, finest quality cigar leaves from the sun-dried and fermented cigar leaves to make cigars.”

“After the cigar materials have been carefully selected and made, they are then handed over to the cigarette rolling master to be rolled layer by layer.

It is said that at least 80 processes and 500 manual operations are required to make a high-quality cigar...

“The reason why Cuban cigars are famous all over the world is because the production of tobacco leaves is extremely rare.

As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable, and this has become a priceless existence."

Li Xiaowei was eating canned fruit while introducing relevant knowledge about Cuban cigars.

"Sister! How did you know? Have you been to Cuba?" Li Zhehua asked, taking a deep puff of the cigar in his hand.

“Although I have never been there, I have learned about Cuban cigars from books.

Knowledge is wealth. Don't hang out with your scoundrel friends all day long. They only curry favor with you because of their father's power."

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A few people ate snacks and chatted in the car, and before they knew it, several hours had passed in a flash.

The road was so rough that the Hongqi car almost broke down.

After many bumps along the way, we finally arrived at the urban area of ​​Yiling at eight o'clock in the evening.

After arriving at the guesthouse, we had a quick dinner and then went back to our rooms to sleep.

At nine o'clock the next morning, after Mo Zhexuan and others finished breakfast, they met with the chief administrative officer of Yiling City.

After chatting with each other for a while, they set off towards Yicheng, which is under Yiling City, under the guidance of the staff sent by the other party.

In a store called Food House in the central vegetable market of Yicheng County.

A middle-aged man was holding an iron pan in his left hand and an iron spatula in his right hand, quickly stir-frying the shredded pork with green peppers in the pan.

After a while, the air was filled with a unique meaty aroma, and a plate of delicious green pepper and pork shreds was served on the table.

"Boss! Make me a plate of stir-fried chicken lungs, a plate of boiled fish, and a plate of fried eggplant."

"Okay! Then please find a place to sit for a while." The middle-aged man responded and quickly called to a middle-aged woman who was entertaining guests in the house:

"Xiuqin! Guests are here, hurry up and serve tea and water!"

"Okay!" the middle-aged woman responded.

He quickly led the three guests who came in to a table.

Then he poured water quickly and took out a rag to wipe the table.

At this moment, an old man in a blue uniform walked into the store. He looked a little excited and shouted loudly after entering the door:

"Ming'an! Xiuqin! I just received a notice from the leader that your nephew has come from Hong Kong to visit you and is on his way to Yiling now."

"Really?" Mo Mingan was so excited that he forgot for a moment that he was cooking. He only reacted when he saw the potatoes were almost burnt.

"Yes! Come over here, I have some instructions for you."

"Xiuqin! Come and replace me."

"good!"

At the same time, Mo Ming'an took out a closing sign and hung it in front of the gatehouse. After explaining to several customers who were about to come in for dinner, he took the old man into an alley on the side.

"Mr. Li! If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Ming'an! Your family may become rich this time, you must seize the opportunity!" The old man pondered for a while.

He told all the information he had received from his superiors about Mo Zhexuan, and finally said earnestly:

"You're from Yicheng! It's an honor for us all to have a world-class tycoon from our hometown. The leaders will be here soon, so you should prepare well."

"No problem! Has my elder brother come back?" Mo Mingan asked quickly.

The two brothers had not seen each other for more than thirty years, and naturally missed each other very much. Mo Minghua's face came to their minds.

The scenes from my childhood came to my mind one by one. If my father knew about this, he would be very happy, because this was what he and my mother had been worried about before they died.

"It seems not. The news I got from my leader is that your nephew is back."

"Oh! Okay, I'll get ready right away."

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