These past few days, Wang Teng had been living quite comfortably.
In his uncle's words, in a few days, the White Tiger Tea House—the tea business the White Tiger Martial Arts School was focusing on developing—would be placed under his management.
Tea was an enormously profitable business.
The White Tiger Fist lineage had originally had a tea business, but it had only been a small-scale affair with limited scope, the most inconspicuous of all its industries.
But this year, the Fist School had decided to make a major move into the tea business.
Using the Fist School's influence and giving up certain other benefits, they had secured a thirty percent share of Xiahe County's tea production.
At first, Wang Teng had not understood, but when his uncle brought out a new kind of tea and he drank it, he understood.
Once this new tea was introduced, it would swiftly deliver a tremendous blow to the existing tea market. Never mind Xiahe County Town.
By then, even all of Shanyang Prefecture City would likely be swept up by the craze for this new tea.
The White Tiger Martial Arts School certainly lacked the size to control such a vast market, but as long as it seized the initiative, it was bound to get a slice of the pie.
It was easy to foresee that over the coming years—or even the next decade or more—whoever could take hold of the Fist School's tea business—
Would surely greatly increase Uncle Wang Yuangang's influence within the Fist School, making him second only to the Fist School's Eldest Uncle-Master and Second Uncle-Master.
He would crush Zhang Boyang in one stroke. Then, with his uncle's rising prestige, he could have his uncle propose marriage for him.
His marriage to Zhang Shu would definitely succeed.
And besides,