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id you hear about the coffee which cost one week’s wages per cup? No one wanted to buy the pricey kopi luwak recently on sale in Shanghai at 200 yuan a shot — which is about US$32, the average minimum weekly wage in Chinese cities. The salesman was depressed. What to do? Cut the price?

Realizing that people are weird, he raised the price to a ridiculous 900 yuan ($140) a cup, a whole month’s wages. “Instantly, there was a long queue of people lining up to buy the stuff,” said a reader who told me about it. Wow. This got me thinking. I should move to Shanghai and sell coffee, with each cup costing a year’s wages plus your house and firstborn.

Humans are bizarre, especially about addictive things, such as consuming caffeine, watching idiots hurt themselves on YouTube, and putting revolting things in their mouths. As regular readers know, kopi luwak is made from beans which have been semi-digested by an Indonesian forest animal somewhere between a civet cat and a weasel. It is marketed as “regurgitated by a weasel” because the marketing people thought “pooped by a weasel” sounded disgusting. As if “regurgitated by a weasel” doesn’t.

For years, I wondered how it was discovered. You’d have to have the world’s fussiest coffee snob co-existing in the same body as the sort of person who eats weasel poop. “Instead of my normal special blend Columbian espresso hand-ground by virgins, I decided to start my day today by consuming some weasel poop I found on the ground. I found it pleasantly piquant.”

Then a coffee executive told me what actually happened. Dirt-poor peasants picking wild coffee were allowed to keep unwanted beans covered in poop for their consumption. They were stunned to find their drink tastier than the boss’s. At first, it was a secret. “Enjoy your top-of-the-line Arabica bean coffee, sir, while we make do with this horrible poopy stuff,” they said, covering their smiles with their hands. The employers eventually noticed the blessed-out looks on the peasants’ faces and the secret was out.

The shock news in the hot drinks trade is that the tea industry is shortly to launch Panda Poop Tea. A man named An Yashi plans to charge $80,000 per kilo for tea from bushes fertilized by panda droppings. The blurb says that it has numerous health benefits, including curing cancer. Don’t get too excited, because every product in China carries a blurb saying it will cure cancer, including cigarettes (not a joke — readers sent me “health” ciggies which make that claim).

The only problem is that Mr An hasn’t grown the stuff yet. But he told reporters he had “collected five tons of panda feces”, and was keeping them safe at his home in Sichuan until spring. His wife must be a saint. Anyway, I know criminals can be unpredictable, but is there a real risk they would steal it? “I hear there’s a lot of poop in that house, we’d better organize a heist.”

Sounds unlikely to me. These days, most people have better things to do. Like watching idiots hurt themselves on YouTube.

The writer is a columnist and journalist.