Chapter 262

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

How much is a bottle of Luoti Divine Oil worth?

The price in the Holy Qiao Kingdom is: Level 1 Luoti Divine Oil costs 1,200 gold coins, Level 3 Luoti Divine Oil costs 5,000 gold coins.

To speak without reservation, 1,200 gold coins are enough to support a slave soldier corps of 12,000 men, or maintain the expenses of 100 middle-class households of ten people each. If it weren't for Chen Yi, a family that spent 100,000 yuan to buy priority admission rights would be spending their entire family fortune, and still might not be able to buy a single bottle of Divine Oil. From this perspective, the ultra-high cost they paid actually proves their vision.

Of course, on Earth, no matter how well one practices Body Technique, one cannot become an official, cannot be tax-exempt, cannot stand above the law... these are things only those with both money and power can do — although Luoti Divine Oil won't be as expensive as in the Holy Qiao Kingdom, as the Martial Arts Hall develops, its price is also quietly rising.

Value determines price, the market realizes price.

In the first month, many students dared not sell Luoti Divine Oil; Liu Xinyu specially built a two-story small building for transactions between students, which amounted to tacitly acknowledging this trading behavior. The price of Luoti Divine Oil quickly broke through the 500 yuan mark, and the Level 3 price was only a hundred-odd yuan more than Level 1. After all, more people need Level 1 Luoti Divine Oil; although Level 3 Divine Oil has better effects, it is difficult to have an accurate manifestation.

This sum was roughly a month's salary for an ordinary laid-off worker; therefore, although many people needed Divine Oil, they were reluctant to buy it. Some people, despite not having reached A+ rank, scrimped and saved to secretly sell two bottles. For these matters, both Chen Yi and Liu Xinyu did not interfere.

A person's life is a series of decisions; some make correct decisions, some make wrong decisions. If a person's correct decisions outnumber their wrong ones, they will live better than most people — being a leading cadre is the hardest profession in the world, and also the easiest; they bear more responsibility than professional technical personnel, expend more spirit, and naturally obtain more resources.

Society has self-regulating ability; it instinctively makes everything, whether people or affairs, conform to the purest logical laws.

Diao Lixin and Wang Zhaosheng were the first batch of people to eat the crab.

Both their family backgrounds were ordinary, but they didn't have too heavy a burden either; therefore, aside from the first two months, they didn't send money home too often. Both were also Level 2 Students, serving in the Inspection Team; allowance plus salary amounted to 12,000 yuan, and they basically had no expenses, so they could afford to put up money in the Divine Oil trade.

Diao Lixin bought 4 bottles to make up the 4 days' worth he lacked at A- rank; Wang Zhaosheng, however, went all in. He started by buying 4 bottles, then bought 8 more, and on the last day simply snapped up all 10 bottles of Level 3 Luoti Divine Oil in one go. That was over 10,000 yuan; although it sounds like a month's income, who in the Martial Arts Hall knows how many months of salary they can collect?

10,000 yuan could buy the best motorcycle, plus a 200-yuan pair of sunglasses, and in a blink you'd be a man with a girlfriend.

Diao Lixin intentionally or unintentionally mocked Wang Zhaosheng in the dormitory, saying he knew his own next evaluation would be downgraded, so he prepared in advance.

Wang Zhaosheng treated him with cold indifference; Diao Lixin was then stopped by the boss. In the end they parted on bad terms all the same.

The boss, Jiang Ying, was helpless; he thought: Fortunately I hung them up for two days last time, otherwise today they'd be fighting again. On second thought he complained: The Hall Master really! Treating symptoms not the root cause; just changing dormitories would have settled it.

Of course, these thoughts of his were merely exchanged privately with his own roundworms. The Hall Master's accumulated prestige grows daily; let alone them, these 8th-9th term students, even 1st-2nd term Level 3-4 Students, seeing the Hall Master must be cautious. One need only see the metal hooks on the Martial Arts Hall's second floor are still there, and the newly bought wooden sticks are piled in the wall corner.

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A week's time quickly passed; Chen Yi traveled back and forth between the West Continent and the Holy Qiao Kingdom four times, not only buying nearly 10,000 bottles of Luoti Divine Oil, but also bringing back over 500 kilograms of platinum. The 2,000-odd shells basically scraped clean the family assets of Ma La's rich merchants; according to Yu Weichao, the city-state area of Ma La has now fallen into an obvious state of currency deflation.

Of course, for the "West River Water Fortress" — a name combined from the two business cards of West Continent and Jiangning — this is good news. The West Continent is in a relatively primitive commodity economy; precious metals are naturally the circulating currency. Under currency deflation, the iron coins produced by the West River Water Fortress bearing the words "West River" naturally find it easier to occupy the market.

Although it hasn't yet reached the time of truly occupying it.

Chen Yi still placed his main energy on the Jiangning side, urging the Martial Arts Hall's development, in order to provide safe human resources to the West Continent. He still melted the platinum into solid large spheres, seemingly holdable in one's arms, but actually so heavy they make one vomit blood. Such a representation of a miser's "Immortal's Worry" once again let Boss Bai witness the "Chen Family's money-amassing ability."

However, since he is a profit-seeking merchant, he naturally dares not spread rumors in the streets — even though officials everywhere are competing in money-amassing ability, merchants doing legitimate business are still trembling with fear.

During this week, Minister Wang Tingzhen of the Ministry of Foreign Economic Relations and Trade's various visits, inspections, checks, and symposiums all concluded. Chen Yi participated in one talk and one banquet, which counted as one of the gains. Jinsheng Securities actually does overseas capital investment; by rights it walks at the forefront nationwide, especially since it has genuinely made money, which is truly not easy. Wang Tingzhen's preliminary impression of Chen Yi also originated from this. During the meeting, Chen Yi intentionally or unintentionally brought up the matter of Mitsubishi Group doing demolition and building a wharf in Jiangbei; Wang Tingzhen gave a clear answer: neither support nor oppose. Given his status as a relative by marriage, this was actually more opposition than support. It not only exceeded Chen Yi's expectations but would inevitably affect the mindset of Jiangning mid-level officials — a truly unexpected delight.

After seeing off Minister Wang Tingzhen and his party, Chen Yi sent another 1,500 bottles of Luoti Divine Oil to the Martial Arts Hall, and simultaneously presided over the new students' induction ceremony.

The 17th Term Students totaled 150 people, three times the previous number; among them, the vast majority had priority admission rights — after the 100,000-yuan small note dropped to 30,000 yuan, it quickly rose again to 50,000 yuan. Everyone has an account in their heart: they say the Martial Arts Hall beats, scolds, and abuses students, but which unit or enterprise treats people with mutual respect? A unit that doesn't eat people is already a good unit. Besides, there are always some young people with a wuxia dream.

Like many students of previous terms, Wang Zhaosheng watched that extremely simple induction ceremony, then went to the Yingbi on the small square to check his own evaluation.

A-rank!

Wang Zhaosheng helplessly wiped his hair. He had only been in the Martial Arts Hall for 3 months; if not for his fast promotion speed to Level 2 Student, he might not have been able to join the Inspection Team at all. An A-rank loyalty evaluation is basically the ceiling. He had heard several explanation sessions about the evaluation chart; although not perfect, seniority and Inspection Team work both carry considerable weight, additionally there is enthusiasm in participating in Martial Arts Hall activities, practice time within the Hall, feedback from service targets, and even family factors are openly listed on it.

In many students' eyes, joining the Martial Arts Hall Inspection Team is like joining the Party; as long as one is listed, the lowest loyalty evaluation is A-. After the "Small Square Chaos" — official term — quite a few team members with B+ evaluations were transferred to the 7th Squad; those who haven't climbed back up after this evaluation might be cleared out.

This is the first time clearing out Level 2 Students, meaning the number of Level 2 Students is increasing massively; not just the 15 people of the 7th Squad, but the numbers of all other squads have also increased.

Seeing this, Wang Zhaosheng didn't bother to go collect his due 5 bottles of Level 2 Divine Oil, and instead rushed to the transaction building in the Martial Arts Hall's backyard. While complaining that joining the Martial Arts Hall too late has this disadvantage; rush as he might, he still couldn't catch the wave. In the future, the Martial Arts Hall will be the world of Level 3 Students.

It's very obvious: if he falls further behind, not only will he lose face, but economically he'll definitely be affected. Heaven knows how many geniuses will emerge from the 17th Term Students. And quite a few of them are rich people.

Thinking of the 50,000 or 100,000 "entry fee," Wang Zhaosheng's strides became even larger.

The newly built transaction building was jokingly called the "Oil Pool" by students. The first floor spacily held 20 sets of square tables; whoever was willing to sit and talk business, paying 1 yuan, would have tea service. For those unwilling, the hall also partitioned out two corridor-like areas, letting everyone sit with arms around shoulders, chatting freely.

Today was the day of distributing Luoti Divine Oil, and also the Martial Arts Hall's payday; at least two to three hundred students came to wander about, some still carrying boxes in their hands.

Wang Zhaosheng had just walked in when a full-bearded student greeted him. This was a Northeasterner from out of town, who originally worked as a chef in a small restaurant in Jiangbei; somehow he heard about the Martial Arts Hall, and after many twists and turns joined it, one term senior to Wang Zhaosheng.

On the full-bearded man's table sat 10 bottles of Luoti Divine Oil, Levels 1, 2, and 3 all present; obviously they weren't all his own. But this is normal too; which student who can get A-rank doesn't soak in the training ground and Inspection Team every day? Those with good relationships pick someone to sell on their behalf, saving time and effort.

"Beard, you brought quite a lot of Divine Oil." Wang Zhaosheng laughed heartily in greeting. Northeasterners are the easiest to get along with among all the people in the country, at least easier to talk to than Jiangning people.

"Belong to a few dormitory brothers. There are also two bottles of Level 4." Beard laughed smugly. Level 3 Students in the Martial Arts Hall are not few, but Level 4 Students are countable on one's fingers.

Wang Zhaosheng's heart stirred; he laughed and walked over: "Whose selling it?"

"That can't be said." Beard fished out a leather case from under the table, opened it for him to see.

The Level 4 Luoti Divine Oil not only had intricate patterns winding around it, but its capacity was also reduced by one-third; however, the effect would certainly be better.

Wang Zhaosheng had used Levels 1, 2, and 3 Divine Oil, and could very obviously feel the Level 3 Divine Oil's degree of enhancement.

"Buy it." Once he decided in his heart, the negotiation relaxed; he just smiled: "Name a price."

"Kid's got money." Beard put away the case first, jokingly patted Wang Zhaosheng's shoulder: "One price, 20,000 yuan."

"How much?" Wang Zhaosheng was startled.

"The Hall's only one, no second price." Beard shook his head vigorously, then turned and said: "The owner happens to need money right now; otherwise whether they'd sell or not is another matter."

"Fooling who? Would a Level 4 Student lack money?" Another sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked guy squeezed over.

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