The six stewards exchanged heads and discussed, and Wang Zhiwei, as the only proprietor present, shook his folding fan and said, "Brother Wen, how much silver is needed for the total cost?"

"Fifteen hundred taels per family!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled...... That's not a small amount!

Song Wen patted his ankle and smiled: "This is not counting the money for asking the singers and dancers of the Fang Division, not counting the reward for making bonuses for the literati and ink artists...... There is even a hard fee for the performers and a tea fee for the sisters......"

A steward arched his hand and asked, "Brother Wen, with so much silver, just build Elysium like this...... Isn't it a bit rushed? ”

"Can't you trust me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, where do we dare!"

Song Wen held back his anger and said: "This Bliss is a big fortune that Wazi Street will not be inferior to the Qinglou skin and meat business in the future!" But if you can't believe it, you can just quit...... However, if you want to enter Wazi Street in the future, I am afraid it is absolutely impossible! ”

The stewards who had been competing with each other and instigated by outsiders immediately looked extremely embarrassed......

Song Wen stood up and ......, "The old rule, except for the rest of the Wang Daguan, go back and ask your master immediately!" There are those who want to withdraw, and it will be easy for the remaining six companies in Wazi Street to take the shares, and the site...... You don't have to worry about your own green house being sold too expensive. ”

On the second day, several craftsman leaders looked stupidly at a piece of paper in front of them. Above is a huge building that has never been heard of......

The masonry is the foundation, and on one side is a sturdy two-story house, but there is nothing on the second floor! Thick ropes are framed on top of the house. It seems to be surrounded by waterproof tarpaulins. The remaining three sides are also full of seats, a tall stage due north, and a fully functional locker room and rest room at the back.

Song Wen stared at the red eyes that had stayed up all night and said to a few craftsmen: "Do it well, if you don't understand, come and ask me...... Do you understand? ”

"The little one understands......"

The matter spread in an instant, and the four Qinglou, who were already aggrieved and angry, were all silent...... What the hell is this little turtle boy going to do? Paradise ...... Vulgar name, I'm afraid it will make a lot of money again, right?

Buying timber and masonry, blacksmiths, stoves, carpenters' yards also clanging to work, and drawing curtains around the open space began to create a sense of mystery again......

Song Wen began to wander around Bianliang Street. The sponsor of this first Paradise show is a bit hard to find!

The shopkeeper Meng of Gaoyang Zhengdian poured a cup of tea for Song Wen with a somewhat embarrassed face, and hesitated: "Song ...... Lord Song, the fire burns the spring...... Alas, it's not that the old man refuses to help, but he really can't afford to offend that Lord Wang! ”

Song Wen smiled and said, "Where did Shopkeeper Meng go?" The method of burning spring is dedicated to the inner court of the official family, but the signboard of the Four Seas Wine Workshop is still in my hand! Besides, this time I came down to the shopkeeper Meng to talk about new business! ”

Shopkeeper Meng sighed and nodded...... "Forget it, as long as Lord Song doesn't hold a grudge against old age...... But this sponsorship is really unheard of! I don't know ...... this paradise."

"The singing and dancing of the Teaching Fang Division, the popular girl of Wazi Street, and all the strange and strange things and juggling tricks of the well-known Bianliang...... In short, it's all-encompassing! ”

"Huh? When, where, and how long is it going to be performed? ”

"Just inside Wazi Street, the newly built Paradise Grand Stage can accommodate more than 900 seats! There are also 12-seat private rooms! The performance is scheduled for the Mid-Autumn Festival at noon, and there are food, drinks, melons, fruits and snacks in the big stage...... Each product has a special packaging, and the words "where the food and drink come from" will be printed on it! ”

Shopkeeper Meng was stunned for a moment, thoughtful......

Song Wen continued: "In addition, on the outer wall of the entire Elysian Stage, banners and ribbons are hung, banners on the stage, porcelain cups and tea cups for drinking water, and even the toilet toilet will be printed with the merchant logo!"

"Huh? This can also be done? ”

Song Wen smiled slightly...... "I know that all these advertising sponsorships still depend on how popular and attractive the Wazi Street Paradise Stage is...... So, this first sponsorship is only scheduled for this one time! The main sponsor is 100 taels, and the rest of the various commercial stores that provide various goods for free only charge 10 taels...... That's all there is to it. ”

Shopkeeper Meng gritted his back molars and asked in a low voice, "You mean, there are already merchants who would rather not have money than provide goods and food for Paradise...... And then I'm going to have to give you a sum of money? Ten taels of silver? ”

Song Wen frowned, squinted at the shopkeeper Meng who had a shrewd stomach, and ......, "Shopkeeper Meng, can't trust my Song Wen's ability and reputation?" If I wanted to do something big, did I miss it? I said that this paradise can make money and at the same time make the name of your sponsors famous all over the world, don't you believe it? ”

Shopkeeper Meng was suddenly stunned, this Song Wen was not the little turtle who followed the butts of a few down-and-out powerful children and gambled with the Liao people in the ring...... Now the name of the God of Wealth or the God of Turtles in Song Wenwazi Street, which one of the Bianliang markets does not know which one does not know?

Song Wen smiled slightly and stood up...... "Bai Fan Lou and Pan Lou had a holiday with me, so I didn't go to them at all...... However, the shopkeeper of Bai Fan Lou sent someone to bring me a message this morning, and if there is an opportunity for cooperation, he is willing to visit him and discuss it......"

As soon as the shopkeeper Meng saw Song Wen getting up to leave, he immediately grabbed Song Wen's sleeve and said eagerly: "Don't worry about Lord Song, the old man is confused for a while...... This 100 taels of sponsorship silver, Gaoyang Zhengdian paid it! ”

Horse-drawn carriages and wheelbarrows drove into Wazi Street, and everyone looked at these people like a strange scene, and the little stewards were sweating profusely and shouting, scrambling to move their own goods and snacks to the warehouse on Wazi Street...... Then he went to the big account office on Wazi Street to pay the money.

Wang Zhiwei looked at this scene dumbfounded, and said to Song Wen on the terrace with an indifferent face: "It's really a ghost...... These guys are crazy! I don't need money to provide snacks for nothing, and I turned my head to give us money! ”

Song Wen sneered: "What do you know? It's just one-time money...... In the future, the sponsorship fee of the Paradise Stage will be more than tenfold! They ...... this time Earn a fortune! ”

"I wipe ...... All are crazy, all crazy! ”

Wang Zhiwei learned the mantra of Song Wen to the fullest.

An Chun hurriedly walked in with Xiao Fuzi, and the two of them hugged Song Wenyi and ......, "I've seen Xiao Langjun!" ”

Song Wen nodded: "Is it done?"

"A thousand copies printed!"

"Bring it to me and show ......"

An Chun took out a thin booklet from his arms...... Inside is actually a brief introduction and overview of the first Paradise Grand Stage performance.

On the first page is a painting, looking like a spring girl! Dressed in a hot costume of an orchid, she is doing Hu Xuan's dancing posture...... Behind it are the names and profiles of the popular girls in each Wazi Street, as well as the unique skills of the jugglers...... A few girls who sang the song had already mastered a play that Song Wen had simply rehearsed.

The Red Whisk Girl runs at night!

It is based on the magical romance handed down by Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, and his wife Hongfu Nu in the last years of the Sui Dynasty......

Wang Zhiwei and An Chun asked for a booklet and read it carefully for a long time...... Then he said excitedly: "Three hours of performance!" Amazing, amazing! I'm afraid that the official family in the palace does not have such a scale and magnanimity? A human event...... A human event...... Dare to call yourself Bliss! ”

Song Wen frowned: "Now is the question of tickets...... 1,000 tickets, 300 of which were given to the emperor's relatives and powerful ministers! I won't get a penny for it, but only this once...... The rest will be priced separately according to the distance from the stage and the grade! ”

Wang Zhiwei asked brightly, "How much silver do you want to sell?"

"One, two, three, three, two, three silver! Ten taels and twenty taels after the box! ”

Wang Zhiwei swallowed a mouthful of saliva...... "Profiteer, it's really expensive!" ”