Before Du Chen could remind the two of them, Lao Ding had already taken a long puff of the cigar, just like smoking a normal cigarette. Then Du Chen held back his laughter and watched Lao Ding coughing.
"Ahem, ahem, this cigar smells... ahem... quite fragrant, ahem, but it's a bit too strong, ahem, not that good..."
Old Ding was coughing while talking to Comrade Old Du.
Comrade Lao Du looked at Lao Ding who kept coughing and stopped what he was doing unconsciously. Lao Ding, an old smoker, coughed like this from smoking. How strong must this cigar be?
"Well, Dad, Uncle Ding, smoking a cigar won't fill your lungs."
Du Chen suppressed his smile and reminded Comrade Lao Du and Lao Ding.
"Ah? Doesn't smoking a cigar hurt your lungs?"
Lao Ding took a sip of XO and finally stopped coughing, then asked Du Chen in surprise.
"Well, when smoking a cigar, you can't let it pass through your lungs. The purpose of a cigar is to savor the aroma, then just swirl it around your throat and exhale it."
Du Chen told the two people what to pay attention to when smoking cigars.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!"
Even though Old Ding was wrong, he still had to argue and blame Du Chen.
"You didn't even wait for me to say anything! You started smoking before I even said anything."
Du Chen pretended to be innocent and argued with Lao Ding.
"Come on, Lao Ding, stop talking and let's try again!"
Comrade Lao Du interrupted the debate between the two and urged Lao Ding to continue trying the cigar.
"Come on, keep going. I don't believe it anymore. What's the taste of just clearing your throat?"
Lao Ding didn't believe it either, so he grabbed the cigar again and took a puff.
"Hey, how come it's gone out in just two sentences? Second brother, your cigar is not working? It went out in just two seconds?"
Lao Ding sucked in a breath of loneliness and asked Du Chen suspiciously, wondering if Du Chen had been cheated or was using inferior goods to fool him and Lao Du.
"Uncle Ding, good cigars and good cigarettes are different. Good cigarettes will burn out if you leave them alone, but good cigars will go out on their own if you don't smoke them. They're different."
Du Chen once again gave Lao Ding some common knowledge about cigars.
"Why is that?"
Comrade Lao Du also asked Du Chen curiously.
"Dad, one cigar is worth the price of a pack of Furong Wang. Do you think it's a pity that you haven't even smoked this cigar?"
Du Chen asked Comrade Lao Du in return, and at the same time told the two of them the price of the cigars.
"What? Over two hundred for a small cigar like that?"
Comrade Lao Du's mouth twitched, and then he asked Du Chen, while glancing at the cigar in Lao Ding's hand with an ambiguous look.
However, Lao Ding had good eyesight and naturally saw the look in Comrade Lao Du's eyes. The old friend of many years immediately understood what Comrade Lao Du meant.
"Lao Du, what does that look of yours mean?"
Old Ding was a little upset and questioned Comrade Old Du.
"It's meaningless. What else can I do?"
Comrade Lao Du looked innocent.
"Don't think I don't know what your look means. Do you think the cigar is wasted on me?"
Lao Ding questioned Comrade Lao Du.
"I didn't say that, you said it yourself!"
Comrade Lao Du shook his head and refused to admit it.
"Tsk, don't think I don't know that's what you think!"
"I'm not!"
"You are!"
"no!"
"yes!"
"Alright, how old are you two combined? You're still acting like this in front of the kids? If you don't want to smoke a cigar, get out!"
Ren Surong was left in tears and amused by the two men's childish argument, and issued an ultimatum to them.
After hearing Ren Surong's words, Lao Du and Lao Ding immediately became quiet, glared at each other, and then tacitly picked up the cigars in their hands at the same time.
After taking a few puffs of cigars, Comrade Lao Du and Lao Ding finally got used to how to smoke cigars.
"You know what, this stuff smells really good when you smoke it!"
Comrade Lao Du said to Lao Ding.
"Well, it's really good, but it doesn't satisfy my addiction."
"If you want to relieve your addiction, go for it!"
Comrade Lao Du made fun of Lao Ding.
"Get lost!"
Lao Ding cursed Comrade Lao Du.
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Du Chen immediately spoke up to persuade them.
"Dad, Uncle Ding, we have whiskey here. It goes even better with a cigar. Would you like to try it?"
"Whiskey? Is that also a foreign liquor?"
"Well, XO is cognac, which is made from grapes. Whisky is also a foreign liquor, but it is brewed and distilled from malted grains. Some also use corn, and then aged in oak barrels. It is also a strong liquor. You should try it!"
As he spoke, Du Chen looked into the cardboard box, then took out a bottle of Chivas whiskey, opened it, and handed it directly to Comrade Lao Du and Lao Ding.
"Why did you open it? I haven't finished the bottle of XO yet!"
Comrade Lao Du felt a little regretful after taking the bottle of wine.
"It's okay, Dad. If you can't finish it, you can drink it next time. Just open it and try it!"
“Is this expensive?”
Comrade Lao Du was obviously a little distressed.
"This isn't expensive, only about 200 yuan!"
"That's fine. Come, Lao Ding, have a try!"
After hearing the price, Comrade Lao Du obviously didn't feel so painful anymore.
"Look at how stingy you are!"
Lao Ding stimulated Comrade Lao Du.
"Tsk, I'm being stingy and won't give you any. Give me back my cigar! How much did the cigarettes and alcohol cost today? Over two thousand, right? That's a month's salary!"
Comrade Lao Du refuted Lao Ding.
"But you're right! How could we afford to buy this just for the two of us? A bottle of Fenjiu and a cigarette of Zhonghua would be nice enough!"
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