In the fall of 1924, Xu Zhimo, who had just completed the divorce formalities from Berlin, Germany and his first wife Zhang Youyi, returned to Shanghai.
On the weekend, Mr. Tagore, the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, was invited in a private club. Tagore is a loyal cigar smoker. When the two of them share the clouds and fog, Tagore asks Xu Zhimo: “Do you have a name for cigar in Chinese? (Do you have a Chinese name for cigars?)”, Xu Zhimo Answer: “Cigar’s ashes are as white as snow, and Cigar’s tobacco rolls are like eggplants, just call it a cigar!”
