Chapter 1295
Scarcity Makes Things Valuable
Chapter 1295 Scarcity Makes Things Valuable
Chi Yao acted like a guest the whole time, not caring about anything else, and just sat by the pavilion basking in the sun.
Anyone who saw him would think he was just a rich young master who only cared about pleasure.
At first, the little paper figure would occasionally glance at Chi Yao, fearing that he might do something rash at the slightest provocation.
If it disrupts the master's plan, that will be troublesome, especially since it is no match for this person.
Moreover, if the little paper doll wasn't mistaken, it thought that even if the Dragon King himself came, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything to this person.
However, the liveliness outside the courtyard was too attractive, which caused the little paper doll to glance at Chi Yao less and less frequently.
Finally, the little paper doll simply stopped watching altogether and even thoughtfully gave itself an excuse.
That is, since we can't beat them anyway, watching is pointless.
Chi Yao realized that the little paper doll had completely stopped paying attention to him, and a smile appeared on his lips.
She could only think that this little guy was indeed something Yun Ran could raise; his personality was even more unruly and intelligent than some humans.
Outside the courtyard.
Ma San only opened up ten VIP seats, which was purely a reflection of his feelings after going to Shenjian Manor.
Humans like to compare themselves to others, especially those with power and influence, who always like to flaunt their status.
They would be angry if they were treated the same as the others.
Sure enough, the ten spots were sold out in no time.
This made the people from the outposts who were also busy with the work widen their eyes in surprise, as they knew that there were many wealthy people in Meicheng.
But they didn't expect that they were just there to watch the fun; the base didn't even provide tea.
Surprisingly, so many people were still eager to be taken advantage of. Even after all ten spots were sold out, there were still quite a few people holding silver notes, wanting to buy a spot.
Wealth can be a powerful motivator. One of the main reasons why many people in the stronghold were infiltrated by the Dark Temple was because they were really short of resources and money.
Looking at so many people, he desperately tried to stuff money into their hands.
This caused their Daoist hearts to waver somewhat, and for the first time they realized that making money was actually so easy.
But all the spots are already sold out, and just watching all that money go to waste is pure torture.
Someone's eyes lit up, and they immediately moved closer to Ma San, whispering, "Brother Ma, quite a few people still want VIP seats, should we...?"
That pond is quite large. Even after selling ten special VIP seats, there are still many empty spaces. If they sell them all, they'll really make a fortune.
Ma San glanced sideways at the person who spoke. He knew that this person was quick-witted and had a keen eye for detail.
In the past, Ma San might have taken this person's advice; not making money when you can is the act of a fool.
But things are different now. After Ma San started following Yun Ran as his master, his vision and perspective have completely changed, and he naturally doesn't just look at immediate benefits when doing things.
"Do you know what a VIP seat is? If you can watch it just because you have money, what do you think those powerful and influential people will think? What they want is privilege."
The more people fight over something, the more precious it is in their eyes. Today, a single spot sells for one hundred taels of silver.
"What about tomorrow? How do you know that someone won't raise the price or offer something else to grab this spot? Remember, scarcity drives up value!" People who initially felt heartbroken watching money slip through their fingers have finally come to their senses.
When they looked at Ma San again, their expressions were even more respectful than before.
Anyone who can enter the path of metaphysics and even establish a stronghold is a true dragon among men.
Are they really incapable of thinking of these things? Are they stupid?
Of course not. They were simply blinded by immediate gains. When faced with such interests, not everyone has the composure to clearly understand what the optimal solution is.
"Yes, yes, Brother Ma, you're right. We'll listen to you from now on."
"Okay, you guys keep an eye on things and don't let anyone take the opportunity to cause trouble. This exhibition might last for quite a while."
As long as you work diligently, you'll definitely reap the rewards. If your master is pleased, he might even reward you with some miraculous medicines.
When Yunran and Ma San first moved into the stronghold, she had Ma San distribute a Qi-strengthening Pill to everyone there.
Those who have tasted it know just how good the things that mysterious divine messenger casually gave out were.
Now that they can serve the divine messenger well, they are naturally more than willing.
"Brother Ma, just you wait and see. With us around, there will be absolutely no trouble."
Those who received the ten spots were led to the pond by a designated person. Before, they were too far away to see clearly, but they thought these people were thrown into the pond in a rather strange posture.
Now, they're on a small boat, getting closer and closer.
Only then did they finally see clearly that it wasn't just a strange posture; it was as if those people were being squeezed together by some invisible barrier, leaving them no room to move.
"Hiss! Is this the power of the Xuanmen Association? It's terrifying. To be able to control these people like this, amazing!"
"Look, look at that guy on the far right! He's glaring at me! Oh my god, that's terrifying!"
The person speaking seemed completely terrified by that look, as if they wanted to shrink away.
However, this person seemed to have some kind of problem; although his body was clearly showing signs of fear, his entire nervous system seemed to be screaming in this trembling.
It's a complete contradiction: he's both afraid and yet wants to go up and provoke them.
The person who brought them over was also quick-witted. Brother Ma said that these people should be given a sense of privilege.
He immediately took out one of his whips and said to the frightened man, "We also have an extra program with exclusive one-on-one service."
If you, Young Master Wang, are interested, you can pay an extra fee to choose one of them for a close, one-on-one conversation.
After saying that, he raised the whip in his hand.
Some things don't need to be said too bluntly, but those who understand will understand.
Young Master Wang, who was both scared and eager to play, suddenly had his eyes light up. He pulled out a few silver notes from his pocket and pointed at the person who had been glaring at him earlier.
"Okay, I'll choose that person. By the way, can I borrow your whip for a bit? I just need it to give me some courage!"
Even a dog wouldn't believe that.
But the rich are truly the bosses, and the people at the outpost immediately rented out their whips.