The great entertainer of Konoha

"Collect money"

Shisui's voice suddenly became louder.

"Yes, collect money"

"Otherwise, do you think I spent all night just for this box yesterday?"

"But the income is good. I actually received more than 10,000 taels of silver in one morning. Shisui, your popularity is really too high."

Ebisu nodded.

Then he added a handful of silver coins and banknotes in his hand, which were all rewarded by the audience in the morning.

He originally thought that this method would only collect one or two thousand taels of silver at a time.

But I didn't expect that I received more than 10,000 taels in one go.

If you complete the task, you can definitely use this method. Although the money may be more the first time, it is estimated that it will not drop too much after that.

This extremely simple theater actually does not need to be done at all.

But now that it’s done, let’s use it like this.

“Are you charged according to the seat?”

Zhisui saw through Qian Ke's money-collecting strategy at a glance, because there was nothing he couldn't understand, it was just a very ordinary small theater format.

"This is just a small amount of money. There are fifty taels in the front row and twenty taels in the back row."

"The fifty acts here are only one or two thousand taels. There is no pressure on the audience. Moreover, it is cooler here and there are chairs to sit on. I believe they are willing to spend money."

Ebisu smiled.

But that's not all he does to make money.

This kind of place cannot charge entrance fees, so they only charge dozens of taels for a tea table, which is not as expensive as a bowl of ramen.

The real money-making projects are coming later, and they haven’t been released yet.

“This price should be affordable by the audience.”

Shisui nodded.

Originally, Ebisu was going to go on a killing spree and ruthlessly slaughter the audience, but now Ebisu doesn't seem to be so heartless.

Although it is very simple, the fees are not expensive and are acceptable.

"Well, there are some other things, but they are not ready yet. You will know when the time comes."

"You go to the stage first, try singing, and get familiar with the stage."

Ebisu handed the tape player to Shisui and said to him.

Zhisui nodded, then took the player and went on stage to perform.

Ebisu sat below and watched the effect.

This place is much quieter than the commercial street, and it is shaded by leaves and there are chairs to sit on, so the audience will not feel tired after an afternoon of watching.

The only one who is tired is Shisui. Ebisu doesn't have to perform, he can just stand at the door and collect money.

Shisui tried singing twice to familiarize himself with the good conditions.

Then the two of them closed their eyes and took a rest. Around two o'clock, people gradually came.

Everyone was a little unhappy when they heard that there was a charge for chairs, but when they heard that the price was so low, no one said anything. They all paid to enter and find a suitable seat to sit.

Shisui was not tired either. Not everyone had come yet, but when someone came, he went on stage to perform.

"How much money would such a hard-working artist make for me if I were on earth?"

Ebisu couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

Then continue to collect money.

At around three o'clock, the seats were full, but not too many, only about a dozen people standing.

After all, there is no traffic here. It all depends on the news that was spread out in the morning, and then people who want to come will come.

Ebisu was surprised that the place was full.

But among the people who come, 70% are girls.

"This is the essence of the star-chasing family"

Ebisu looked at these heads as if he were seeing banknotes.

Shisui couldn't help feeling a little depressed when he saw that there weren't as many people coming as there were in the morning.

But he soon figured it out that it was not the fault of the charges, but just the reason for placing the performance venue in this place.

No one else will come here at all, even if those who come are usually ninjas, civilians will not come at all.

So except for those people in the morning, Shisui didn't see a new audience.

Although he still felt that it would be better to continue performing elsewhere in the village in the afternoon to attract new audiences.

But who makes Ebisu the manager? He makes all these decisions.

The performance lasted until four in the afternoon, and Shisui performed for more than two hours.

Shisui was a little tired, after all, he kept jumping around and singing, and he only sang one song.

At this time, Shisui really wanted Ebisu to sing a different song.

But when he finished singing a song and was about to take a break and drink some water, he found a person coming towards him from a distance, which made him a little happy.

After all, I haven't seen an additional audience for more than an hour, and now another one has arrived. I am even happier than picking up ten thousand taels.

But when he quickly saw the person coming, Shisui was a little confused.

Because he saw the person coming, carrying two big things in his hands, he couldn't see clearly, but Zhisui recognized the person. He was the person in charge of taking photos in the village.

He looked confused. He didn't know what this uncle was doing here. If he didn't bring so many things, he must have thought that he was his audience. But with the things he brought, it didn't look like he would come so far to see him. performance.

"finally come"

When Ebisu saw the owner of the photo studio, he immediately beamed and went up to greet him.

“Does the promise we made last night still count?”

The owner of the photo studio asked Ebisu.

"certainly"

Ebisu nodded affirmatively.

The owner of the photo studio smiled. Originally, he didn't want to come to this ghost place at all. It was just too far.

But there was no way, the price Ebisu gave was high, so for the sake of money, he still came.

The audience naturally didn't care what Ebisu and the owner of the photo studio were saying. They were all staring at Shisui. At the same time, they would chat with their companions about Shisui's beauty.

"slap"

"Everyone, we have a new peripheral here, a photo of Shisui"

"Ordinary photos cost 500 taels each, with Shisui's signature included. Premium photos, taken with Shisui and Shisui's signature, cost 5000 taels each."

“I don’t know if anyone wants to buy it.”

Ebisu clapped his hands twice to attract everyone's attention.

Then he loudly announced a plan to collect money.

Selling autographs and posters is the most common way to monetize fans of artists.

If it were not impossible to produce CDs, Ebisu would definitely find a way to make money selling discs.

But selling photos is not bad. The cost of a photo is two hundred taels of silver.

This type of photo is naturally the kind that is repeated in large quantities, equivalent to a poster, and the price is twice as high as earning it from other people.

So the owner of the photo studio naturally agreed to this, and for high-end photos, he would be given 1000 taels of silver for each photo, which was also twice the market price.

Ebisu didn't want to pay this cost, but because this kind of sales was to be held in this place, the boss needed to come in person, so there was no way.