Chapter 1299 - 1295: Rarity Enhances Value
Chi Yao truly treated himself as a guest the entire time, without the slightest concern for the affairs here, merely sitting beside the pavilion and basking in the sun.
In this manner, anyone would think he was just a wealthy young master who only cared about pleasure.
At first, the Little Paperman occasionally had to keep an eye on Chi Yao just in case he decided to do something rash.
If he were to ruin the master’s schemes, that would be a problem, especially since it was no match for him.
Moreover, if it wasn’t mistaken, the Little Paperman felt that even if Dragon King came, he might not be able to handle this person.
However, the excitement outside the courtyard was too enticing, causing the Little Paperman’s glances at Chi Yao to become less frequent.
Eventually, it simply stopped looking and gave itself a very considerate reason.
That is, it couldn’t beat him anyway, so watching was pointless.
Chi Yao noticed that the Little Paperman had completely stopped paying attention to him, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He simply thought, this little guy is indeed something Yun Ran raised; its nature is more lively and smart than some humans.
Outside the courtyard.
Ma San only opened ten VIP spots, purely moved by inspiration after a trip to the Divine Sword Manor.
People love to compare, especially those with power and influence; they always like to flaunt their status.
If they received the same treatment as others, they would actually get upset.
Sure enough, the ten slots sold out instantly once available.
This made those working at the station, who were busy alongside, stare wide-eyed. They knew Mei City had many wealthy people.
But they didn’t expect so many to rush to be taken advantage of just to witness the spectacle, without even any tea provided.
When the ten slots sold out, there were still many holding silver notes, wanting to buy slots.
Money moves people’s hearts. Many at the station were initially infiltrated by the Dark Hall largely due to a significant lack of resources and money.
Looking at so many people eager to hand them money.
This shook even their Dao Hearts, as they first realized how simple it could be to make money.
But the slots were all sold out, leaving them to watch as the money slips through their fingers, which was absolute torture.
Someone’s eyes lit up and approached Ma San, whispering, "Brother Ma, quite a few people still want those VIP spots, should we ..."
The pond is quite large; even with the special VIP spots sold, there are still many vacant areas. If we sell them all, we’d truly hit it big.
Ma San shot a sidelong glance at the person speaking; he knew this guy was sharp and perceptive.
Previously, Ma San might have taken this suggestion; refusing money would be foolish.
But now it was different. Since following Yun Ran, Ma San felt his vision and perspective had completely changed, naturally acting beyond immediate gains.
"Do you know what a VIP spot is? If anyone with money could see, how would those with power and influence feel? They crave exclusivity.
The more sought-after something is, the more valuable it becomes in their view. Today, a spot sells for a hundred taels.
But what about tomorrow? How do you know no one will raise the price or offer something else for a spot? Remember, rarity is valuable!"
Those who felt pained watching wealth slip through their fingers finally came around.
They looked at Ma San with more respect than before.
In the field of metaphysics and joining the station, anyone could be considered extraordinary.
Could they really not think of this? Were their brains dull?
Of course not, they were just blinded by immediate profit, facing benefits, not everyone remains calm to figure out the optimal solution.
"Yes, yes, Brother Ma, you’re right, we’ll heed your advice from now on."
"Good, keep an eye out, make sure no one causes trouble. This exhibition might last quite a while.
If you do your work well, there’s no shortage of benefits for you. If the master is pleased, she might even reward you with some elixir."
When Yun Ran and Ma San first moved into this station, she had Ma San distribute a Solid Essence Pill to everyone there.
Those who took it understood how good the things randomly given by Lord Divine Envoy were.
Now, to work properly for Lord Divine Envoy, they would gladly do so.
"Brother Ma, rest assured, with us around, there won’t be any trouble."
Those who secured one of the ten slots were led to the pondside, and from a distance, it seemed like the people there were strangely positioned, appearing as though tossed into the pond.
Upon stepping onto the small boat, drawing nearer, they saw clearly that it wasn’t strange posturing, but that those people seemed compressed by an invisible barrier, with no room to move.
"Jeez! Is this the power of the Xuan Sect Association? It’s terrifying, controlling people like this, amazing!"
"Look, the person on the outermost side, he just glared at me, oh my, it’s terrifying!"
The speaker reacted as if frightened by that look, almost wanting to shrink into himself.
Yet, although his body showed fear, his nerves seemed to thrill at this shudder.
A perfect mix of fear yet desire to provoke.
The person leading them was also quick-witted; Brother Ma had instructed them to provide a sense of exclusivity.
He immediately took a whip from his person, saying to the scared one, "We also have exclusive one-on-one added events.
If Young Master Wang is interested, he may pay extra to select an individual for a close encounter."
He swung the whip in his hand.
Some things don’t need to be spelled out, those in the know understand.
The timid yet curious Young Master Wang’s eyes instantly lit up, pulling out several silver notes, pointing at the one who glared at him.
"Alright, I choose that one. By the way, can I rent your whip for a bit? Just for some courage!"
No one would believe that.
But money talks, indeed, the station staff immediately rented out their whip.