Chapter 72 A little shock

"It's really you!"

Wang Yuangang suddenly became angry and made a fist with his right hand. He raised it high and was about to drop it hard.

However, in the end, the hand stopped in mid-air and did not fall.

Seeing this scene, Wang Teng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, no matter how big a mistake he made.

His uncle Wang Yuangang was always reluctant to beat him.

He is simply closer to him than his father.

Even the uncle's huge family fortune is said to be passed on to him in the future.

Who would let him, his uncle, have no queen?

"Uncle, I also saw that old fool handing over the business of the tea shop to Zhang Boyang. I couldn't be more angry with uncle for such an obvious favoritism. That's why."

"That's why you used a secret recipe to pay for three hundred taels of silver? Humph, you idiot, you sold fried tea for only three hundred taels. What a fool!"

Wang Yuangang had a look of hatred on his face, hating that iron could not become steel, and even more hating that Wang Teng was selling for less money.

The secret recipe for fried tea is worth thousands of dollars!

Even ten thousand taels of silver were not enough, so the stupid nephew took such a big risk and sold it for three hundred taels of silver.

Stupid, hopelessly stupid.

He is the fourth largest disciple of the White Tiger Boxing Gym and is a martial arts graduate. He has more than a dozen shops under his name and his family fortune is tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Why do you have such a silly nephew!

Could it be that this is really God’s retribution!

However, even if he gets angry again, this is his own nephew, what can he do.

Wang Yuangang stared at Wang Teng with a gloomy face, as if he wanted to see a bit of his shrewdness on his face.

But after watching it for a long time, I could only feel my own stupidity, and finally I could only sigh:

"Okay, you keep this matter to yourself, and no one can tell it, remember! If it leaks out and Chen Tong finds out, I can't save you."

"My nephew remembers it!"

Wang Teng had recovered by this time and assured Wang Yuangang with a smile.

After making the promise, he rolled his eyes and then said: "It's just that the secret recipe will be leaked after all. What will happen if the martial arts school investigates it?"

"Humph, now you know you are afraid? Don't worry, I will handle this matter myself. You can stay at home with peace of mind these days. You are not allowed to go anywhere. Practice hard and strive to be able to strengthen your bones and pass the martial arts exam within five years. That puts my mind at ease.”

Wang Yuangang looked like he was lecturing his son.

Obviously, he was actually very dissatisfied with his master's sudden change of heart and handing over the tea shop business to Zhang Boyang, who was at a disadvantage.

Therefore, for Wang Teng's stupid behavior, he just reprimanded him for his stupidity, and deep down he did not feel that he had done anything wrong.

Anyway, this business is not under his control and there is no benefit. He doesn't care whether the martial arts school will lose money in the end.

Perhaps he would be happier if the tea shop in the martial arts school closed down.

As long as this is the case, Zhang Boyang will never want to compete with him again.

As for the leak of the secret recipe now, what does it have to do with Wang Yuangang's uncle and nephew? Wasn't the tea business handed over to Zhang Boyang?

If something goes wrong, it's naturally Zhang Boyang's fault.

"Haha, three hundred taels, three hundred taels is really a good number."

Wang Yuangang sneered, already having an idea in his mind.

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But on the other side,

Zhang Boyang also learned about the new tea launched by Huangji Tea House, and now the new tea from Huangji Tea House has been placed in front of him.

There is a faint mist on the tea water, and the color of the soup is a little yellow, not quite as green.

"Look, nephew, this new tea from Huangji Tea Shop seems to be fried tea, and they launched it before us. What should we do?" Zhang Boyang was also a little frightened.

White Tiger Martial Arts School has sold out too many benefits for this tea shop.

And all the tea frying masters were invited to work day and night in the village outside the city.

And there are martial arts disciples watching over them, so it is impossible for these people to leak the secret.

So, how does Huang Kee Tea Company make fried tea?

Could it be that they also happen to 'know' about fried tea.

There is no way in the world such a coincidence, otherwise Huang Ji would not release new tea sooner or later, but at this juncture he would start selling fried tea.

Someone inside their martial arts school must have betrayed the secret of fried tea.

However, now, the situation before him was too passive.

From the original blockbuster to the new tea concept of fried tea, Baihu Tea Company directly opened up the tea industry.

"Uncle Zhang, don't be impatient. The other party's method of tea-making is specious but not true. It only has its form but not its spirit."

While talking, Fang Yue poured some tea leaves from the tea can he brought with him and quickly brewed a cup of tea.

After being simmered in boiling water, the tea leaves unfolded in the bowl and turned green again.

The color of the soup is clear. Compared with the tea on the table, I don't know how much better it looks just because of its appearance.

"Uncle, please look."

After brewing, Fang Yue placed the tea in front of Zhang Boyang.

"This, this, this is what my nephew can do. This kind of fried tea can be considered the real fried tea!"

After Zhang Boyang tasted it, he found that the color and taste of the tea Fang Yue brought out were better than the fried tea bought from Huangji Tea Shop.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the impact of Huangji Tea Shop.

"Hey, it's just that although I passed this level, the people from Huangji Tea Shop got the lead and it couldn't be perfect."

Zhang Boyang finally sighed.

Originally, White Tiger Tea Company was the first to launch fried tea, so it was bound to occupy an important position in the vast market.

But now that we have lost the initiative, others will only remember Wong Kee Tea Company as the first to launch fried tea.

Even though the tea from White Tiger Tea is better, it is still a little less interesting.

"Haha, uncle, sometimes early has the advantage of being early, and late has the advantage of being late. This stepping stone has already fallen to the ground, and it is time for the uncle to step on it."

Fang Yue smiled slightly, but he didn't take Huang Ji Tea Shop's behavior seriously.

The opponent's scheming shows that the opponent's strength is about the same as that of the White Tiger Boxing Gym.

Otherwise, it can be taken away by force, so why use such sneaky means.

How can the White Tiger Boxing Gym not hand over fried tea if they directly use their power to suppress others?

Therefore, this is also the reason why Fang Yue does not attach so much importance to fried tea.

He can make money, he can make a lot of money, but he can't keep it.

"Oh, my nephew still has some advice!"

At this time, Zhang Boyang had already treated Fang Yue as an equal, and there was no longer the same elder-to-younger attitude as before.

"Haha, the first step is to grade the fried tea, based on the soup color, taste, and appearance of the tea leaves."

Fang Yue immediately began to tell.

Tea grading is about formulating industry rules and establishing industry status.

In this way, no matter which tea shop is in the future, as long as they make fried tea, they must follow the rules set by Baihu Tea Shop.

As long as this rule can be recognized, the status of Baihu Tea Shop will be stable.

"Also, through the connections with the county government, our fried tea became the special tea for this scientific examination."

"Rush to make another high-quality tea and send it as a gift to those who pass the imperial examination. This is invisible advertising."

"Finally, we provide a batch of low-quality fried tea to major teahouses for free."

Fang Yue then told Zhang Boyang some business methods he had seen in his previous life.

Of course, these methods have been used long ago in previous lives, and they are no longer even on the table.

But in Zhang Boyang's case, especially since he was a warrior, it was like thunder from the sky.

In an instant, enlightenment dawned, as if a new world had been opened up.

"My dear nephew, in my opinion, this White Tiger Tea Shop should be handed over to my wise nephew. I will tell Master Zheng right away."

Zhang Boyang said sincerely, but as he spoke later, he mentioned Fang Yue and Zhang Shu again.

"Hey, my nephew is such a talented person, but my sister-in-law still doesn't appreciate him. It's really, really bad."

Obviously, Zhang Boyang was still very unhappy about not bringing Fang Yue and Zhang Shu together.

In particular, Fang Yue's genius revealed made this idea in his mind even stronger.

"Stop it, Master, stop it, you can't force things like feelings."

Fang Yue quickly declined because he couldn't stand Zhang Shu's character.

Marriage is about marrying a wife, not marrying an aunt back home.

Even though Zhang Shu looks good, she is not his favorite.

When the topic reached this point, Fang Yue hurriedly left. If he really stayed, he didn't know what Zhang Boyang would continue to say.

"Hmph, it's you again, Fang Yue, why are you here again? What kind of ecstasy soup did you give my father again!"

It’s just that whatever you’re afraid of comes.

Before he even walked out of the door, he met Zhang Shu who was coming back from outside.

This time she was not alone, and was accompanied by a girl with a bun face.

"Senior Sister Shu'er thinks too much. She is just enjoying tea with her uncle."

Fang Yue laughed and left without saying much.

If you say too much, you will be wrong. Anyway, the prejudice has already been formed, and he does not need to explain too much, let alone improve the relationship.

"Hmph, you have to run fast, or I'll break your legs to see if you still dare to come!"

Zhang Shu clenched her fists and said angrily.

"Sister Shu'er, who was that person just now? Why does his voice sound familiar to me?" The girl with the bun face looked thoughtful at this time.

"How can you be familiar with a poor boy who eats and drinks freely? You've never seen him before?" Zhang Shu asked.

"Oh, right? That seems like it should be."

The bun-faced girl shook her head. It was her first time meeting Fang Yue, so she probably didn't feel familiar with him.

It’s not worth enough, and I’m always a little confused.

He had just finished two books, but he suddenly slapped his head: "Sister Shu'er, I remembered, I remembered!"

"He, he is, the man with 'two pairs of shoes on the floor'!"

The bun's face looked like it had suddenly dawned on him, and its small mouth had grown so big that it could fit another bun into it.

"What? Is it him? That bad-tempered person is actually him?"

Zhang Shu's tone rose eight tones in vain, and she almost went berserk.

That crooked poem made her embarrassed, but she didn't expect that it was Fang Yue who said it.

She was harmed by Fang Yue.

Zhang Shu felt another blessing for Fang Yue.

"You are frizzy all the time, and you are not like a daughter's family at all. How will you get married in the future!"

"I really regret letting you practice martial arts. Get back here quickly. If you do this again, don't go out again."

At this time, Zhang Boyang's scolding voice sounded.