Princess House

Ma Jin looked at his three disciples Peng Shan, and couldn't help but raise a glass of "squeak" again.

"It is not so easy to open the library, and you have some statutes for some of your brothers and sisters, and tell me carefully."

Ma Jin said this, is undoubtedly relaxed about the matter, Peng Shan's eyes flashed with surprise, first to please the master to renew the wine, but also in the heart of the organization of a language, and then slowly open the mouth.

"I tell Master that we ourselves have not pondered this matter for a day or two, and even the places where the book is opened have been found, so we a few people who want to open the book field, not a whim, but after careful consideration."

“A careful consideration?So I ask you, how does the book generate profits?”Ma Jin took another pinch of pig's head meat and continued to ask with great interest.

"Master, we think so, the book farm, the selling point is to review the book, so we plan to share the theater garden in Beijing, with the sale of tickets as the main revenue."

And then supplemented by some snacks of tea and guests to reward and so on, we calculated that if the business is good, the running water in January, not to mention catching up with Yunqing class, is definitely not worse than the other eight gardens."Peng Shan was obviously ready to tell him that he intended to blurt his stomach.

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Peng Shan finished, Ma Jin gently nodded, as the majority shareholder of Yunqingban, Ma Jin knows how the profits of this play garden are.

If it is a high season, just the ticket money is hundreds of two, plus the reward and the people are divided, the guests' tea money, and the synagogue and other miscellaneous items, breaking a thousand easy.

On this, it is only the daily flow of Yunqingban, not the Mei Fang's big killer is personally on the field, such as if the Mei Fang is on the field, the fare and the reward can be a profit of the half-month of the Yunqing Ban.

This is also the importance of the corner of the pear garden, a theater class can have a press field of the famous corner as the column, the resulting influence doubled is light.

To leave these aside, Peng Shan several people's plan, not to say that there are any bright spots, but there are no loopholes, but Ma Jin deliberately difficult for Peng Shan, then asked.

"It's nice to say, but how can you guarantee that after the opening of the library, someone can come to the show, there are hundreds of large and small theaters in Beijing, and there are no one who dares to say that they can make money than the nine gardens."

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Stopped this, Peng Shan's heart, familiar with Ma Jinzi, he knew that Master was testing himself, and if he could satisfy Master, this would become most of it.

So Peng Shan did not dare to slack off, and thought about the wording in his heart, and only then replied.

"Master, although a little boastful suspicion, the disciples can still proudly say that after the continuous efforts of our brothers and sisters in the past few years, and through the "magazine" several times.

This art is now more and more famous in Beijing, and it is more and more popular with the people, and even to some extent, popularity can compete with the opera.

Moreover, not only is the art of judging books widely welcomed, but some of our teachers and brothers are also highly sought after by the people, not inferior to those pear garden famous.

Especially the second brother and me, Master, you are here, I am not afraid to say a big word, in this Beijing city of music circle, in addition to the few top big horns such as Uncle Mei, can hold down on us, and none of the others are comparable to our brothers and sisters.

Moreover, these big horns, in addition to Uncle Mei are still active on the stage, the rest are semi-retreating states, and they may not necessarily come to the stage once a year.

My brother and I added the fourth and fifth, and the attraction of the board to the audience was even better than Uncle Mei's Yunqing class, but it was not worse than the other eight gardens, and even beyond.

In this way, the audience base of the book field has, and our book field is not short of the corner of the field, what worry guests do not come, the book business is not happy.

Speaking of this, Peng Shan paused for a moment, looking at Ma Jin's eyes for the first time with pride, which is self-confidence in his own strength.

"As long as the guests come once, the disciples can leave them in the library and become loyal customers of the library."

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啪啪

Ma Jin put down the chopsticks, clapped his hands, his face was relieved to have a little bit of shudder, looking at his eyes looking forward to looking at his own Peng Shan, laughing.

"The hawks will eventually fly, you are all grown up, want to go out and break into the mood Master understands, the only thing you are not worried about is that you are young, afraid that you have suffered a loss."

But since you have a good idea in your heart and the issues you consider are comprehensive, I, who is a master, naturally cannot drag your hind legs, and I agree with you on the opening of the book."

“The Master...”

After listening to Ma Jin's words, Peng Shan's heart was also a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but want to talk, but he was stopped by Ma Jin.

"How old, do not do the gesture of the little daughter, spread the joke, right, before you listen to you to open the place to find out, how the location, how much money to make two, enough money enough, not enough to lack of master to make up for you."

When it comes to money, someone's ups and downspeaks are exposed.

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"Enough, enough."

Peng Shan was obviously very understanding of Ma Jin's style, and quickly declined, and then introduced Ma Jin to Ma Jin where they chose to open the book.

"The location of the book is in the East City, not far from the old house of our general platform, originally a clear garden, which for some guests to drink and dance, and sometimes invited the theater class to come over, to do a half-way half-wind moon, and there is still some reputation in Beijing."

But then there were unexpected weather, the garden owner suddenly got seriously ill, a life, leaving only a pair of orphans and widows in Beijing for no reason, no reason to rely on.

The boss's mother is a decisive son, see their own woman's family is afraid that they can't keep the husband's foundation, so they are ready to let the shop people, with silver back home, after all, the old family has relatives and ethnic groups to help, but also can raise the young children.

And . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The area is large, the key stores are well arranged, a little change can make a book, convenient and effort-saving, so we each other together to scrape together money to take up the store."

"That shop I heard Wu Fat Man say, it seems not cheap, although a few of you have a little surplus, but you can't take that store?" 」

Ma Jin knew that Peng Shan had made a lot of books on weekdays, and he sometimes supplemented a few disciples himself, but it was not enough to set up a shop worth tens of thousands of dollars.

"Master Mingjun, with a few of our accumulation is indeed not enough to win the store, but Yan Qian brother is also interested in participating in the first, so he took the big head of the store's money, and then converted into the stake of the book."

Now in this book, I and my two brothers are divided into 40%, Yan Qian brother takes 30%, and the remaining 30% of the old four old and five people are divided.”Peng Shan explained.

Ma Jin nodded, this book is mainly based on Guo Tong, Peng Shan two press the field, the two of them naturally have more points, Hou Ji, Changguang art two people are not as good as Guo, Peng, but also a corner, and the same door is appropriate, so they took 30% is also normal.

But Yan Qian, a famous disciple, has any fame, can one person get 30% of the shares, become the majority shareholder of the book field, it seems that a lot of blood.

It is a green hat... coughing... descendants of the Mongolian king, the bottom of the family is thick...