Everyone was deeply captivated by the singing, unable to extricate themselves until Lin Yi managed to connect the walkie-talkie to Ying Yi, leading the first burst of enthusiastic applause.

"Excellent! Such a song should only exist in heaven! This voice, truly is the number one Singer of our Great Yu!"

"Indeed, the number one Singer of Great Yu!"

All the guests stood up, giving Niange the most fervent applause!

Receiving everyone's recognition for the first time, Niange was moved to tears, chokingly said: "I am very grateful for everyone's love, I, Niange, have presented a humble performance. Thank you all for your support."

After Niange left, Bai Lu slowly took the stage.

"Just now, Niange sang a song for us for free, it's late tonight, we cannot bid for songs anymore.

Starting tomorrow, the minimum bid for a song will be one silver tael, with no price increase ever, first come first served, equal opportunity for everyone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, a permanent no price increase for bidding, that's really conscientious.

Although everyone is wealthy, they are not extraordinarily so; there are always higher mountains and greater people, not everyone can ensure to always come out on top in the song bidding.

Sequential ranking, equal opportunity for everyone also eliminates some disparities to some extent, so everyone rushed to register.

Originally planning to close for the night, Ying Yi and Bai Lu had to work overtime to collect money and keep records.

Three hundred people, all registered.

After a busy whole night, Good Sound Music Workshop only earned 300 silver taels, Lin Yi didn't care, but some guests couldn't stand it.

It was that short, chubby man who first bid 300 silver taels for a song at Zuimeng Music Workshop.

"Humph, tonight we listened to so many lovely pieces at Good Sound Music Workshop, reveling in so much pleasurable swinging, and only spent one silver tael."

"While at the neighboring Zuimeng Music Workshop, this young master listened to a 'Pipa Song', a poor rendition at that, and spent 300 silver taels, I am not convinced!"

"Yes, I'm not convinced either, I spent 100 taels!"

"Me too, I spent 250 taels and didn't even get a turn to bid for a song!"

...

Without comparison, there is no hurt, Lin Yi just sat in the office, quietly watching the disgruntled guests.

'Heh, you only realize now that you've been fools; there's still hope for you. I just want to let everyone in the Imperial City know how cost-effective my Good Sound Music Workshop is.'

Then, following Lin Yi's instructions, Bai Lu gently reminded everyone.

"Our music workshop's rule of one silver tael for requesting a song will never change, but if you want your name and portrait in our guest list, you need to sponsor a song. Sponsoring for one day is 10 silver taels, for a week it's 50 silver taels, and so on."

"Sponsor? What does that mean?" guests asked, puzzled. Bai Lu explained with a smile.

"For example, if you like the 'Small Town Story' that Niange sang today, you can spend ten silver taels to add your name after the song title, letting the world know your name."

"The daily music listing plaque will be hung up and only replaced at noon the next day."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully.

Since ancient times, only poets and literati who left their names behind their works were revered by future generations.

Most of these guests, aside from a few civil officers, were just ordinary folks without a shred of literary grace.

Now, being able to spend ten silver taels to have their names written behind a piece of poetry or song, even for just a day, was something worth boasting about for these ordinary folks.

In this way, Lin Yi successfully ignited their desire to spend, but most of their money was still tied up at the opposing Zuimeng Music Workshop.

The short, chubby man felt indignant, the more he thought about spending money at the two different music workshops, the angrier he became.

"No way! I have to get my money back. I want to sponsor the Good Sound Music Workshop for a month!"

Soon, everyone came to their senses and started clamoring to go to Zuimeng Music Workshop for a refund.

This outcome was exactly what Lin Yi wanted to see.

'Fourth Prince, you really worked hard just now, collecting the money in advance for me. I truly thank you.'

Upon examining the facade of Zuimeng Music Workshop, Fourth Prince fully manifested his warm, old man charm, embracing two Singers from the front and back.

Just as Fourth Prince was about to do something with the two Singers, the doors of Zuimeng Music Workshop were suddenly kicked open.

Led by the short and fat man, everyone witnessed a scene they shouldn't have, and they all apologized to Fourth Prince.

Fourth Prince, who also cared about his pride, gently pushed away the Singers in his arms and stated seriously.

"It's already late at night, Zuimeng Music Workshop had already closed. You break in late at night, disturbing people's rest, aren't you afraid it's inappropriate?"

Having been tired all night, Fourth Prince's old bones had already run around the Imperial City following the music until his legs were about to break.

At this moment, he needed one or two Singers to properly massage and relax him.

The short and fat men wouldn't ponder on Fourth Prince's subtleties; they looked around, shouting and demanding Yang Gong.

"Where is Chairman Yang? Where has he gone? We need to find him!"

Fourth Prince had no spare time to deal with such trivial matters; he led the two Singers, swaggering upstairs to a private box, letting his butler handle the situation.

However, Hua Yue stopped in her tracks and asked, "Dear guests, it's late at night, what do you need Chairman Yang for?"

"He just had a sudden ailment and has already gone to see the doctor."

"What? He ran away?"

The guests, led by the short and fat man, became instantly unsettled, voicing their dissatisfaction.

"Return our Silver Taels! Return our Silver Taels!"

"Yes, exactly, what a crook! He took our money and ran off, is there no law anymore? We will report this to the authorities, if it's not resolved, I will tear down this Zuimeng Music Workshop!"

"Yes, return our Silver Taels, or else tear it down!"

As the crowd's calls to get their Silver Taels returned grew louder, the butler could barely cope, and before Fourth Prince reached the private box, he turned back, his face gloomy.

"Everyone quiet down, what's the big deal that it can't wait for me to have a good sleep and be resolved tomorrow?"

Despite Fourth Prince's authority being apparent, they were not in the least afraid.

"Thank you, Fourth Prince, for advocating on our behalf. Our request is simple; we just want the Silver Taels we deposited today at Zuimeng Music Workshop returned."

Naturally, Fourth Prince was displeased with this request to return Silver Taels, but as a prince, he couldn't be unreasonable in front of hundreds of people and thus patiently inquired about the situation.

Upon learning that the guests compared it with the neighboring Good Sound Music Workshop, which was economical, novel, and fun, and where music requests were permanently for just one or two Silver Taels.

So, they wanted to get their money back here and spend it at the Good Sound Music Workshop.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Ji took out a bundle of silver notes from her bosom and handed it to Fourth Prince.

"Fourth Prince, this is what Chairman Yang asked me to give to you before he left, saying he no longer wants to be the proprietor of Zuimeng Music Workshop."

At this moment, giving Fourth Prince money, the guests' eyes all widened, as if they saw hope that Fourth Prince would begin to return the Silver Taels.

...End of chapter...

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