There is a place at the Martinez ho that grows tobacco, but they have to wait for the state company to purchase it. However, it’s said that aside from Cuba, several other Caribbean countries, and even xico and the United States have places that grow tobacco. This isn’t forced; as long as the purchase price is reasonable, those tobacco rchants are surely willing to sell tobacco.
Ye Qiu didn’t expect it to be this way. If that’s the case, his visit this ti might not consider the cigar issue for now, anyway, cigars are banned for sale in Huaxia currently. He’ll wait and see until the market allows it.
Martinez’s parents went to prepare dinner to welco Ye Qiu and the others, and also to welco their son back. Miranda was planning to return to the University of Havana for classes, but seeing her brother had just returned, she asked for leave.
Luo Yang and Ning Yun were enjoying a cigar together, unexpectedly finding out why their compatriots might not favor such cigars so much.
Who has so much ti to spend on smoking cigars?
In Cuba, around five o’clock in the afternoon, Martinez’s parents prepared a lavish dinner, actually, it was Spanish cuisine, with steak, bread, and a large pot of seafood.
Cuba, surrounded by the Caribbean Sea, is rich in seafood.
However, upon tasting the food, Luo Yang and Ning Yun found it really unappetizing. Apart from the steak, the large pot of seafood mixed with tomatoes, oranges, and such, left them feeling completely confused about the taste.
Ye Qiu also ate a little and didn’t want more. Compared to the dishes from The East Ocean, this fell far short.
But Martinez’s parents and sister really liked it, probably because they’ve grown accustod to it.
Looking at Ye Qiu and his companions, Martinez understood; spending so much ti in Huaxia and tasting its cuisine, he experienced that Huaxia’s food indeed had much more to offer compared to Cuba’s fusion of local and Spanish dishes.
"Mr. Ye, there’s a Chinatown in Havana, the food there might suit your tastes," said Martinez.
Having eaten Huaxia cuisine for so long in Huaxia, he too found it difficult to adjust to his parents’ cooking now.
However, the Chinatown in Havana isn’t very authentic, with few Chinese communities; mostly it’s inhabited by Cubans.
"Maybe we can check it out tomorrow."
Ye Qiu ate a bit simply because of the enthusiasm from Martinez’s parents, otherwise, he and Ning Yun would have left already.
Ning Yun and Luo Yang found Martinez’s sister to be very beautiful, just like their ideal foreign beauty, but neither spoke Spanish, and their English wasn’t good, making it hard to communicate with Miranda.
Moreover, Miranda paid little attention to them, showing more interest in Ye Qiu instead.
Yet, Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered.
With Cuba’s temperature reaching nearly thirty degrees, it’s a bit hot, but playing on the beach would be very comfortable.
The beaches in Cuba, with crystal clear waters, are definitely worth visiting.
After the dinner, Ye Qiu took a shower and then rested in the room arranged by Martinez’s father.
The ti difference between here and Huaxia is almost twelve hours.
This ans that while it’s seven or eight in the evening here, it’s seven or eight in the morning back ho.
Ye Qiu called Ye Xue while she was preparing breakfast, "Ye Qiu, have you arrived?"
"Sister, I arrived around two or three in the afternoon."
They chatted for a while, reassuring her and their parents, before ending the call.
Luo Yang and Ning Yun initially wanted to explore, but without knowing Spanish, they settled for a shower and stayed to rest.
Gazing at the pleasant moonlight from the window, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged by the window for cultivation.
The next morning, Ye Qiu awoke, freshened up, and went downstairs. The morning sunlight was warm but not too harsh.
When Ye Qiu got up, Martinez’s parents were already in the garden watering flowers.
They had prepared a simple breakfast of milk, bread, and cereal.
Calling Luo Yang and Ning Yun awake, they seed a bit sluggish. Perhaps due to excitent or discomfort in the unfamiliar setting, they didn’t sleep until two or three in the early morning.
After having breakfast with the Martinez family, Ye Qiu planned to give Martinez another treatnt, and then prepare to leave.
Cuba was just a stopover; if the tobacco fields here weren’t as expected, Ye Qiu intended to check out the Coffee Mountains in Jamaica next.
Ye Qiu gave Martinez another treatnt in the room.
After this treatnt, Martinez’s heart condition was completely cured, making it no different from a normal person’s.
"Mr. Ye, am I really fine now?"
"Of course, you don’t have to worry about strenuous activities. Still, you can have a detailed check-up at the hospital if you wish."
"Mr. Ye, what about you?"
"I plan to wander around Cuba for a while and then head to Jamaica to see the Coffee Mountains."
Though Ye Qiu planned for about half a month here, he intended to check out the Coffee Mountains.
"I’m fairly familiar with the countries in the Caribbean; I can show you around."
Initially assuming the trio was just visiting for leisure, he was surprised they intended to purchase a Coffee Mountain, showing that the young man had potential.
With Martinez as a guide, Ye Qiu felt he was in capable hands.
"That sounds good."
Leaving the room, Martinez’s parents and Miranda asked, "Are you really okay now?"
"I seem to feel no different," replied Martinez.
Previously, intense activities or excessive emotions were concerning, with the risk of sudden heart attacks being the most dangerous aspect.
Martinez’s parents and sister planned to accompany him for a hospital check-up, while Ye Qiu prepared to take Luo Yang and Ning Yun to Havana’s Chinatown.
Martinez first drove the group to the Chinatown arch and then headed back with the car.
Entering Chinatown, Ye Qiu was surprised to find fewer Chinese than expected. Despite the similar architectural style, the community mostly consisted of mixed-race locals.
While there were so Chinese descendants present, most were of mixed heritage, making it different from the Chinatowns in other countries.
However, many local Cuban specialties were for sale, such as cigars, local sugar, and seafood. Ye Qiu thought of buying cigars for his father later.
Yet it wasn’t the ti to go back just yet, perhaps before heading ho.
Strolling through the large Chinatown, Ye Qiu found it mostly inhabited by locals, thus sowhat lacking interest.
Finally finding an authentic Chinese restaurant, when Luo Yang and Ning Yun spoke in Mandarin, they felt more at ease.
"Brother Qiu, let’s have hotpot for lunch here; the food at Martinez’s was really hard to eat."
"Let’s eat here, then!"
With Martinez at the hospital for his check-up, it likely wouldn’t be a quick visit.
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