The Kinmen Dance Hall's revenue on its opening day was very impressive, with a net profit exceeding ten thousand yuan.
Seeing the dance hall make so much money, Liang Hongyu beamed with joy.
According to this revenue model, she could recoup her investment in the nightclub within a month.
This is simply wishful thinking!
On the first day of opening, thanks to Zhao Fang's influence, there were many customers who came to support the business and spent a lot of money.
Such good things won't happen again.
You can't compare your daily income to today's; there's no comparison.
Liang Liang and the Azalea Band received six or seven thousand yuan in song requests and tips from their performance.
Liang Liang only symbolically accepted 100 yuan of the money, and distributed the rest to the members of the Azalea Band.
Each member of the Azalea Band received more than 1,000 yuan, which is the largest sum of money they have ever earned in their lives.
Their earnings that night were almost equivalent to three months' salary.
Each member was so happy they forgot their own last name.
Zhang Ling's face flushed red and then turned pale as she received so much money. Her hands trembled, and for a moment she didn't know where to put the money to make her feel safe.
Liang Liang laughed until his stomach hurt when he saw her at a loss.
After the nightclub closed, Liang Liang stayed there for one night. The next morning, he said goodbye to Zhao Fang and his wife and took a car back to the Haiyun Nightclub in Lianwan City.
He will stay at the Maritime Ballroom for a few days, and around the 20th, he will fly directly to Guangzhou with Banya to meet up with the band.
The touring troupe should be performing in Jinan now, and then they will go to Shanghai, where they will perform on the 18th and 19th, and arrive in Guangzhou on the 23rd or 24th.
Today is a rainy day. Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and a light rain is falling from the sky.
Liang Liang almost got soaked to the bone in the short time it took to get out of the taxi and run into Haiyun Piano Shop, which shows how heavy the rain was.
Besides Bi Sheng and another employee, there was no one else in the music store.
Naturally, no one will come to buy a piano on a rainy day.
Bi Sheng was sitting on a small stool by the door, intently sanding the head of a violin.
The little girl was admiring herself in the mirror.
Seeing Liang Liang rush in like a whirlwind, Bi Sheng burst into laughter.
"It rained this morning, why didn't you bring an umbrella? You're soaked to the bone."
"I came from Landi City, where the sky was clear and there wasn't a drop of rain. Who would have thought that it would be pouring rain here in Lianwan? Damn it! This awful weather."
"If we continue down there, it will be rainy all the time; this kind of weather is commonplace."
Liang Liang took off his soaking wet clothes and draped them on the chair. Just as he was about to take off his vest and go shirtless, he noticed that the young female shop assistant was looking at him.
"Turn your face away, or close your eyes."
The young girl pouted: "There are plenty of shirtless people on the street. Do I walk home with my eyes closed every now and then? You're not naked, what's there to be afraid of?"
Wow! Whose little girl is so quick-witted?
Liang Liang took off her vest, revealing her bare chest.
He didn't come and wasn't planning to argue with the little girl anymore, but the little girl took the initiative.
"So skinny, like a skeleton, even wolves would shed tears if they saw him!"
Liang Liang didn't like hearing this. Wasn't this just blatant lying?
This part of my body is still alright, isn't it?
"Little brat! What do you know! From now on, you must respect me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll dock your pay."
The little girl blinked, then remembered that Liang Liang was the music store manager.
"Brother Bi! You've started making guitars?" Liang Liang asked, seeing the headstock that was already quite smooth and ready to be sanded.
“After you returned to Yahe, I bought some small and inexpensive tools according to the list you made, and tried to start making guitars. Since I didn’t have any equipment, I made them by hand. I’ve already made one.”
"Ah! You've already made one, let me see how it is?"
Bi Sheng took out a wooden guitar from under the counter.
Liang Liang took the guitar, first giving it a general look at the overall shape, and then examining the craftsmanship of each part.
I looked at it from the headstock to the neck to the body.
Overall, judging from the surface, this guitar is not a finished product. You can tell at a glance that the workmanship of this acoustic guitar is rather rough. There is no edge trim on the body, and the paint is not good or even, with a bit of a mottled appearance.
But none of that matters for now. After all, this is the first guitar Bi Sheng has ever made, and it's impossible for it to be perfect in every aspect.
These are minor issues that can be improved with time; the key is to look at the tone.
Liang Liang spent a long time tuning the sound, but no matter how he tuned it, it wasn't very accurate.
"The fretboard of this guitar is not finely polished, and the materials used seem to be unsuitable."
The fretboard has a huge impact on the quality of the sound.
“I bought a book that said fingerboards should be made of ebony, mahogany or something like that, but we can’t get any, so we’ll just use a piece of linden wood.”
"Don't listen to their nonsense in books. According to them, you can't make a guitar without foreign wood. Just try out all the woods you can find in the north, and you'll be guaranteed to find the right material."
There are hundreds or even thousands of types of wood in the northern region. How could you not find the material to make a guitar?
Fingerboards need to be wear-resistant, and the harder the wood, the more wear-resistant it is.
Liang Liang simply didn't believe that timber produced in high-latitude regions of the north could be softer than timber produced in low-latitude regions of the Southern Hemisphere. Wasn't that just bluffing?
With patience, you can find materials that are just as good as ebony.
"I changed the wood of this second guitar to maple. If it's still not good, I plan to try ash wood for the next one. I'll try them one by one until I find the right one."
"You can try out the materials later. Also, the frets on your guitar aren't set correctly; the gaps between the frets and the cardboard are too big. The way you nailed the frets is enough to drive a tuner crazy. And..."
Liang Liang pointed out the most serious problems with Bi Sheng's guitar one by one.
Once all the problems are identified, this guitar will only be good for burning as firewood.
Liang Liang's words discouraged Bi Sheng.
"Xiao Liang! Do you think I'm just daydreaming?"
"Everything is difficult at the beginning. If you succeed at the beginning, how will you survive in the future? I've been at home with nothing to do these days, so I made an electric guitar. Here it is."
Liang Liang took his electric guitar out of its case.
"The body is made of linden wood, and the neck is made of maple wood, but I was too lazy to carve it out, so I just used a solid piece of wood, which makes it quite heavy."
Bi Sheng took the electric guitar that Liang Liang had made and touched it all over.
"Yours is better than mine; at least it feels smooth to the touch."
"If you work at it for a long time, you can reach that level too. If you work hard, you will definitely succeed, and you might even make a name for yourself in the future."
"With your encouragement, I feel more confident!"
"You don't need to do anything else. Just focus on studying the timber. Northeast China is a forestry area and we don't lack materials. If this industry is developed well, it can really be very promising."
Developing a guitar business might actually be a suitable path for local development.
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