Here in Cuba, the US dollar is much more valuable than the Cuban Peso. Ye Qiu is going shopping now, preparing to go back tomorrow. When Luo Yang and the others, along with Miranda, are leading the way, they arrive at that state-owned store in the city.
This state-owned store sells a variety of daily necessities, looking quite similar to Huaxia in the seventies and eighties. Miranda brings Ye Qiu and the two others inside, and Ye Qiu notices the cigars here, indeed there are all kinds, just like the cigarettes back home.
Some cost one or two dollars apiece, others ten, dozens of dollars apiece. Of course, they are packaged, two cigars per box, or six, twelve, and twenty-five per box.
"Sir, the most expensive ones here are eight hundred US dollars per box, with six cigars." The salesperson said.
Eight hundred dollars, and it's only six cigars?
