Chapter 472:

"Today Friday, he can not eat at home." Mu Wanqing explained.

Hearing this, Lin Xian almost couldn't hold back a laugh

Mu Yuantu's goods are too miserable!

Can I not eat at home on Friday?

That is to say, at other times, you must come back?

To be reasonable, this is the first time he has seen such a miserable rich second generation.

Upon seeing this, Mu Wanqing said helplessly: "His personality is too detached. If he is not well disciplined, he may cause something to happen. My uncle and aunt are both abroad. If something really happened to him, we would not be good. Confess."

Chapter 53 The Cigar Club?

Mu Zhengfeng asked, "Xiao Lin, would you like a drink?"

"Uncle needn't be so polite. I still have something to do at night and it is not convenient to drink while driving." Lin Xian declined politely.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shiyun smiled appreciatively: "It's okay for young people to drink less alcohol, or else the stomach will break like your uncle, and then you will suffer."

You can eat a meal faster without drinking.

And their family doesn't like to chat when they are eating.

Only Mu Wanqing chatted with him from time to time and asked him if he could be used to eating.

After eating, Mu Zhengfeng picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said apologetically: "It's our family's habit to not eat and sleep. Don't mind Xiao Lin."

Lin Xian shook his head and smiled, "No, I think this habit is pretty good."

Every family has its own unique habits, which is understandable.

And he thinks that the habit of not eating and sleeping is really good.

"Go to the sofa for a cup of tea and digest."

Mu Zhengfeng took the hot towel from the nanny, wiped his hands, and greeted him.

"Scholar, you talk first, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes!" Mu Wanqing smiled.

"Yeah!"

Came to the sofa and sat down, the nanny immediately walked forward with a plate of cut fruits

Mu Zhengfeng made a cup of tea and asked with a smile, "Does Xiao Lin smoke?"

Lin Xian replied: "I rarely smoke!

Hearing this, Mu Zhengfeng said with emotion: "It's okay to smoke less, but in China, cigarettes and alcohol are necessities for socializing and socializing. In many cases, you can't avoid it."

"My dad is an old smoker, one or two packs a day." Lin Xian smiled.

"I was similar to your dad before, but your aunt strongly opposed it and had no choice but to switch to a cigar. Compared to cigarettes, cigars are not the lungs and are less harmful. In fact, I think this is a psychological effect."

As Mu Zhengfeng said, he took out a delicate piece of wood from the drawer. After opening it, he took out one and handed it over. He smiled and said, "This is the 40th anniversary edition of Gosbah brought back by a friend from overseas some time ago. Give it a try! "

"Thank you!"

Lin Xian took a look at the cigar.

The body is very large, compared with ordinary cigarettes, it looks very slim.

There is a sense of solidity in the hand, and the surface of the smoke skin feels very silky.

When I put it on the tip of my nose and smelled it, I immediately felt a faint smell of tobacco. At the same time, it was also mixed with a different kind of fragrance.

This scent is similar to vanilla ice cream, it is not offensive, and even if it smells too much, it is a bit addictive.

Seeing his appearance, Zhengfeng smiled and said, "Xiao Lin has never smoked a cigar before?"

"No!"

Lin Xian shook his head, and then curiously asked: "How did uncle see it?"

Mu Zhengfeng explained: "The taste of premium cigars is very mellow and not scattered, so there is no need to get close to the tip of the nose when you smell it. It is about five centimeters away from the tip of the nose, and you can smell the fragrance of the cigar with a light sniff. This is also one of the ways to judge whether a cigar is good or not. If you can't smell it, or if the scent is too strong, it means that the cigar is inferior."

"That's it!"

Lin Xian nodded, indicating that he had learned.

As Mu Zhengfeng spoke, he took out a cigar cutter and cut the cap of the cigar skillfully.

He cut the cigar over, and he instructed: "You don't need to cut the cap too much, otherwise it will hurt the coat."

After taking the cigar cutter, Lin Xian suddenly became interested.

He had always felt that cigarettes and cigars were the same, the only difference.

The cigar is bigger and more resistant to smoking.

Now I know that a cigar has so many interesting details and ways.

And compared to the simple tobacco flavor of cigarettes, Lin Xian liked the taste of this cigar very much.

Especially the vanilla ice cream flavor mixed in it is very peculiar.

After cutting the cape, Mu Zhengfeng took out a special lighter.

Not only the shape is unique, but the flames emitted by a small revolver are also like spray guns.

Mu Zhengfeng held the cigar obliquely, turning it gently on the flame, and said: "When you light a cigar, it is best not to use an ordinary lighter, otherwise the uneven heating will destroy the aroma and taste of the cigar. In addition, the cigar and flame should be 45. At the same time, turn it slowly."

After lighting the cigar, Mu Zhengfeng took a small sip.

After brewing in the mouth, a smoke ring was slowly expelled.

"Don't smoke cigars, especially novices, otherwise you will be caught. You can taste them in small mouths, just like red wine, and slowly feel its aroma. Moreover, cigars have one advantage. It has a long burning time and does not require frequent smoking. Just a sip in a minute."

Not to mention, Mu Zhengfeng himself feels elegant and easy-going.

But at this moment, he was dangling his cigar and vomiting clouds and mist, and he immediately added a gangster's aura.

It's no wonder that many rich people like cigars, and they are indeed much higher than cigarettes.

Lin Xian learned his operation and lightly lit the cigar in his hand and took a small sip.

After savoring it carefully, his eyes lit up.