The butler craned his neck and poked his head out of the door like a turtle...... This little turtle boy has been in for more than an hour, it's really strange! In the past, even Wang Hao, Cai You, these powerful ministers and their own masters didn't have so much to say?

What kind of ability does this little turtle boy have to make the master value it so much?

A little maid lightly brought a tea tray with a pot of her master's favorite dragon and phoenix group tea.

The housekeeper frowned and said softly, "Add another tea cup and send it in carefully!"

"Yes."

The little girl turned around and added a teacup to the outer room next to her, and then tiptoed into the study with a tea tray, and couldn't help but look up curiously when she poured the tea.

The face is fair, the lips are red and the teeth are white, but he is slightly thinner...... How do you look at the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy?

Liang Shicheng coughed, frightened the little girl so much that her face turned pale, and she quickly bowed down and retreated.

"You little turtle boy, are you born to attract women from all over the world? Even the old man, the maid, will be seduced by you......"

Song Wen hurriedly replied: "The adult atonements, it's not that the maid who looks at it more, but the little one who sees that this young lady is beautiful and looks at it a few more times, and he is abrupt......"

Liang Shicheng frowned and nodded: "You are a good-hearted ...... It's rare, it's rare! That's what you just said...... Evening, this Paradise ...... If you really have wonderful ideas, if you can use these thoughts in the right place, why can't you get ahead......"

Song Wen was trembling when he heard this, is this dead demon dog eunuch still thinking about letting himself enter the palace as an apprentice for him?

Song Wen wailed: "My lord! The small one is suitable for rolling in this red dust, and the power scheme is really not what the villain is good at......"

Liang Shicheng smiled and shook his head: "You can't listen to it and then wail?" The old man is thinking about whether to whitewash your identity, and then entrust you to be a personal assistant next to an important minister...... In the future, if you want to cultivate some knowledge, I will find a way out for you from the official family! ”

Song Wenhu said suspiciously...... "This ...... Forget it! The little one has a deep sense of the boss, and the little one is already content to be able to serve the boss wholeheartedly in the market......"

Liang Shicheng snorted and waved his hand...... "Go!" These things can't be just lip service...... Our family will help you think of a way, but Li Yan's filial piety is indispensable, otherwise he would think that our family doesn't understand the rules...... Do you understand? ”

Song Wen smiled and bowed: "The little one understands, the old man can rest assured!"

"Hmm...... Also, where did you get this thing? ”

Song Wen glanced at the Duobao belt, and said in a sincere tone: "This is the small one obtained from a few passers-by in a hurry on the way back to Bianliang, and it cost a full hundred taels...... Those few people were dirty and dirty, and they seemed to be farmers who were digging in the soil, saying that they had dug under the ditch during farming! ”

Liang Shicheng frowned: "Earth mouse? Mo is not a tomb robber? ”

Song Wen pretended to be surprised and said: "What is the number of earth rats?" My lord, those people don't look like thieves! ”

"It's okay, you go down."

"Take care of your body, the little ones are gone."

The housekeeper sent Song Wen out of Liang Shicheng's garden all the way with a little curiosity, and asked at the door of the backyard, "What kind of thing is it that you and the master are talking about?"

Song Wen replied: "A thing that competes with the Bianliang Four Qinglou Oiran Conference is considered a play, right?"

"Play? Those unfashionable folk songs in minor keys? Only those vulgar slum nomads like those things, how can that be? If you use this to boast to our master, be careful of your head! ”

Song Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, butler, this ...... Not only will it cause a sensation in Bianliang, but it will also make us a lot of money! ”

"What? Can you still make money doing this? ”

Song Wen said goodbye in a dashing manner, leaving the housekeeper alone in the wind......

On the second day, Song Wen appeared again on the terrace outside the private room on the third floor of the tea house.

For no reason, all the stewards of the Turtle Gong Teapot and Sister Yao were inexplicably relieved when they saw this figure...... The imminent movements against Wazi Street that have been secretly poked these days have also quieted down instantly. No one can figure out that a seemingly powerless little turtle boy has already had such a great influence in the flower street industry in Bianliang......

Song Wen crossed his arms and ignored the flattering glances thrown by the sisters below, and looked at the largest open space on Wazi Street...... It is said that Wazi Street was named after the Qinglou Tile House, and secondly, those small Qinglou Tile Houses that settled in Bianliang were started by relying on the tattered tile houses.

When Wazi Street was renovated, Song Wen saw that those dilapidated tiled houses were not pleasing to the eye, so he directly emptied the place. Leave a large open space, and then find some jugglers or something to land there to liven up the atmosphere.

"Well, renovate the grandstand on three sides and set up a stage on one side...... Locker rooms and rest rooms are set up at the back, and VIP desks should be placed on the second floor...... No, not in the open air. Planks are used as partitions, and ceilings are made into mats that can be pulled apart...... Since you want to do it, make it the biggest in Bianliang! ”

An Chun's voice sounded from outside the terrace...... "Xiao Langjun, the owner of the king asks to see!" ”

Song Wen turned around, and Wang Zhiwei poked his head out from behind An Chun with a hippie smile...... "I said Brother Wen!" You are not the son of an official eunuch and a wealthy and powerful family, how can this subordinate brother have so many rules like a little steward? ”

Song Wen smiled and waved his hand: "There are no rules, there is no circle, come and come, why do you still bring gifts?"

An Chun gave up, Wang Zhiwei walked in and sat on an embroidered pier, then put the things in his hand on the table and said, "Look at it...... Is this still the fire spring brewed by your Four Seas Wine Workshop? It's poison, isn't it...... It's top and unpleasant! ”

Song Wen took a bottle of Huozhuochun, which now belongs to the inner court industry, unscrewed the cork and smelled it...... Good guy, a strong smell of the hospital toilet in the future instantly choked him to a sneeze!

"A bunch of garbage, don't spoil the good stuff......"

Wang Zhiwei was puzzled: "You asked the little turtle to send me a message, what is the matter?" If you can get me, just ask! ”

"A profitable business, of course!"

Wang Zhiwei's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "This feeling is good!" Is it a more profitable business than Wazi Street? ”

"Not really, but this is a quick cut-and-sle-eye...... And it's the kind of guy who gets on the pole and gives you money! If you have fun, you will be able to harvest two or three crops every year...... Also, if you can hold it firmly, most of the happy women or romantic characters in the future want to come up, we have to decide! ”

Wang Zhiwei's eyes almost shot a green glow...... "Oh? What is it? What kind of business is it? ”

"Paradise ......"

Song Wen pointed to the open space outside the window, and said, "Invest a lot of money to build a unique Elysian stage in Bianliang...... Then concentrate all the good singers and dancers we can control, and there are unique ones! There are also eight-sided exquisite storytellers who can tell ancient stories, and even strange rivers and lakes aliens and juggling teams...... It's up to me to personally create a big show, an all-encompassing and all-encompassing big show! ”

"Also, there is a prize-winning essay on-site selection! The first place to praise the peace of the world in the Great Song Dynasty will be awarded, and the first place in the selection of the best song and dance leader will be awarded! You can also give a specific flower basket bouquet to the beauties, and even a flower table flower door! ”

"And ...... I will adapt Bianliang's and some more widely circulated tunes into dramas, and fold the drama into a story! A dozen folds of drama is an allusion or a legend of the previous dynasty...... Also, I have already negotiated with Lord Yinxiang, the Department of Education can collect money and send people, and appropriately use official prostitutes to sing and dance silk bamboo to do the finale show! ”

Song Wen became more and more excited, and carefully depicted a magnificent all-encompassing comprehensive stage with Wang Zhiwei!

From beautiful women to dramas, to vaudeville singing and dancing, and all kinds of entertainment......

Bliss!

Wang Zhiwei only felt that his brain was no longer enough...... According to Song Wen, the seat box can be sold for money! Tea and fruit wine can be sold for money, and money is charged for giving flower baskets, and even which family's tea, which family's silk satin, and which family's wine and dishes are used...... Who's tables, chairs and benches have to be charged!

It's an advertisement...... What is an advertisement? Each episode of Paradise opens its doors with a major sponsor and an associate sponsor...... All kinds of business houses of the three religions and nine streams, and even the powerful and powerful can directly spend money to smash their names! The name of someone, a restaurant, a grain store, a silver building, a ship, a forgotten egg can be ......

Wang Zhiwei swallowed his saliva and said softly: "Song Wen...... Aren't you crazy? ”

Song Wen took a deep breath and said with a smile: "As long as you can make money, you can call a madman a father......

Wang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and blurted out...... "Dad!" You're really crazy......"