The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 896 The First Pot of Gold
The KTV at this meeting does not have so many routines in the later generations. There are ladies, princesses, meat courts and vegetarian courts, full meat and half meat in later generations (Of course, Lao Yan doesn’t understand it, it’s all what he heard, everyone, don’t misunderstand .) So there is no difference between singing outside and singing in the box.

Just do what you say, the waiter quickly got the line, moved out all kinds of equipment, and set up outside.

Ding Yi saw Dagan's TV for the first time.

Of course it will be a big belly TV, big and thick, but it is in color, which proves that movies are also in color.

Brother Dali still likes to sing very much, and he was the first one to start singing.

Ding Yi hadn't heard it at all, and it didn't look like Dagan from the screen, but later he found out that it was a song from Dayuanguo.

Although Dayuanguo is not the same country as Dagan, they use the same Chinese language and culture, and it is more developed than here, so many excellent songs and movies are imported by Dayuan.

Brother Dali was still very good, and then sang a Hokkien song of later generations, which was also popular near Dayuan.

Ding Yi has listened to these two songs in this life. Listening to them now, it feels so-so. After all, the development of music in this life is far behind his previous life.

Brother Dali sang two songs and handed them over to Lao Song.

To Ding Yi's surprise, Lao Song ordered a Cantonese song.

Only then did Ding Yi recall that Hong Kong in his previous life now belongs to the senior officials.

During the Second Asian War, Dayuan captured Hong Kong, Hong Kong and Macau. The Qian Empire at that time, in order to deal with rebellions in other places, had no choice but to agree to cede to Dayuan.

The two places have been in the hands of Dayuan for 50 years, and they are also very developed now. They are called Xiangmen and Tuomen respectively.

The latter because the Portuguese had stayed there before.

Lao Song's Cantonese enunciation is not clear, nor is it very pleasant to hear.

After Ding Yi listened to the three songs, he found that it was probably similar to the song in his previous life, 'A big river with wide waves---'.

It sounds good, but it's not pop music, which is probably the characteristic of this era.

When they sang, there were passers-by watching. After the three songs were sung, there were more than a dozen people around.

Basically, they are the dragon sets of Hengdian.

They couldn't sing, so they just listened on the sidelines, smoking cheap cigarettes, and had endless aftertaste.

"Come on, Ding Yi, you have sung." After Lao Song finished singing, he handed it to Ding Yi.

Xiao Miao originally wanted to sing, but when she saw Lao Song giving Ding Yi, she didn't make a sound.

Ding Yi didn't want to sing at first, but after thinking about it, he still took it.

He searched the screen, but there was not a single song he could sing, and there were not many songs, only a few hundred.

"Can I sing what I wrote?" Ding Yi asked at this time.

"What?" Lao Song thought he heard it wrong, he turned his head and looked at Ding Yi in disbelief.

Brother Dali was also taken aback for a while: "Can you still write songs?"

"It's okay to be free, I wrote some songs, I'll sing what I wrote myself."

"You sing, I want you to listen to what you wrote." Dali said happily.

The girl next to him seemed to be suspicious of Ding Yi, and felt that Ding Yi had drunk too much and was bragging.

Because there are not many people who can write songs because they are mixed in Hengdian.

Even if there were, they were all rubbish songs, none of which made it to the stage.

On the contrary, Xiao Miao's eyes were a little bright. She stared at Ding Yi. She probably rarely saw such a young man who could write songs.

Girls always like boys who can sing.

Lao Song became more interested, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi was also polite, picked up the microphone, and recalled a little bit, after all, he had forgotten it for decades.

Fortunately, there are some things that are deeply remembered, even when he was the emperor, they would still circle in his mind.

"I—stand—in the—strong—wind—"

As soon as the first line of lyrics came out, everyone was shocked.

"I can't wait, let my heart ache, look at the sky, the clouds move in all directions, with the sword in hand, and ask who is the hero in the world."

The pride in the first paragraph ignited the surroundings like a ball of heat, and many passers-by who were squatting and listening stood up one after another.

Ding Yi's high-pitched voice seemed to be able to shake the depths of their souls and resonate with them.

At this time, Dagan has no similar songs at all, and martial arts movies are popular again.

Ding Yi's "Farewell My Concubine" directly shocked the audience.

Brother Dali and Lao Song were stunned. This was the best song they had ever heard, and there was no soundtrack.

But then, Ding Yi's voice turned 180 degrees.

There are thousands of beauties in the world
I only love the one that loves you

Who is different in the sad place?
How many years of love has been buried in a hurry.

The front is still full of pride, but suddenly it becomes extremely gentle. Ding Yi's voice is between extreme "hardness" and "softness", "movement" and "quietness", relying on changes in timbre to establish a sense of balance and hierarchy in the sense of hearing sense and three-dimensionality.It can be described as a combination of rigidity and softness, suitable for movement and stillness.

It didn't wait for everyone to recall it in shock.

The biggest climax of the whole song is coming.

"You are the most important thing in my heart

joys and sorrows
you are tender
replace me with pride
You are the most important thing in my heart

my tears rush to the sky
In the next life, you will also be the roost
Back home the setting sun is thick. "

Dan Ding Yi's voice slowly ended, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

Everyone looked at Ding Yi in disbelief.

After a full ten seconds of silence.

"Ba ba ba" first someone applauded in the distance, and then many people around applauded.

Brother Dali and Lao Song clapped vigorously one after another, and Xiao Miao's eyes were red, and she drummed the most vigorously.

Because just now when Ding Yi sang "In my heart, you are the most important", he glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Miao got a little over the top for a while, probably thinking that Ding Yi was interested in her, and her drumming hands turned red. '

"Brother, haven't you heard this song before? Did you write it yourself?" A group of people came out of the KTV entrance, both men and women. Among them was a man with glasses, a bag under his arm, and a cigarette in his mouth. Arrogant, but still polite.

"Write it for fun, write it for fun." Ding Yi said modestly.

"What's your name?" Brother Dali asked.

Ding Yi thought for a while: "Heroes love beauties." After saying that, he glanced at Xiaomiao again.

Xiao Miao, brush, blushed, and lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"Okay, what a hero who loves beauties." Lao Song applauded.

The glasses took a few steps forward: "Brother, is this song sold? I bought it."

"Not for sale." Brother Dali.

"How much?" Ding Yi asked.

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Then the two looked at each other, Brother Dali pulled Ding Yi past him, and said in a low voice: "You are crazy, don't sell."

"Brother, you don't mean anything. If people are willing to sell it, why block their way of making money?"

Of course Ding Yi is willing to sell, he is short of money now, what is this song, what he has is songs.

What Brother Dali wanted to say, Ding Yi leaned into his ear: "Brother Dali, I am very short of money now, and I will write songs in the future."

Brother Dali was stunned for a moment, and didn't say anything more.

"How much do you give?" Ding Yi asked again.

Lao Song also felt that Ding Yi was in a hurry, how many people listen to this song?Wait for it to spread, at least it can rise several times.

But Ding Yi thought about it, this song is in his hands, and it will be spread out, I don't know when it will be, but after it is sold, it will be different.

Naturally, someone will promote it for him.

"1000 yuan, I'll pay 1000 yuan." The man with glasses stretched out a finger.

"Bah, I want to fart." Brother Dali said.

"What are you talking about?" The faces of the men behind the man with glasses darkened, and they didn't look like good people.

"I said I wanted to fart." Brother Dali strode forward, also quite madly: "What, you want to fuck me?"

When he said the last three words in the local dialect, the person opposite was stunned.

The local forces in Hengdian are quite strong.

The man with glasses stretched out his hand to stop the people around him, ignored Brother Dali, and just looked at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi looks like a foreigner, he can tell at a glance that he should be easier to talk to than Brother Dali.

Ding Yi was trying to figure out how much the 1000 yuan was worth.

He got 20 yuan for filming today, which is the most in the half a year since he came to Hengdian.

Dali's second-hand 'Santana' is worth 9000 yuan.

An 5000-square-meter commercial house in Hengdian is worth about [-] yuan.

"Five thousand." Ding Yi stretched out five fingers of his left hand: "I'll sell you for five thousand."

"You are stealing money." The people on the side of the man with glasses yelled.

The man with glasses smiled.

At this time, the top composers in the country helped the stars write songs for about [-] yuan, but they still had to pay copyright fees.

Dagan attaches great importance to copyright fees now, which is the foundation laid by Ding Yi with the Dagan Code during the Rende period.

Including when Ding Yi started his business, he asked craftsmen to teach apprentices and get a commission. At that time, he began to pay attention to copyright.

"Three thousand." The man with glasses tried to ask.

Ding Yi remained calm: "Six thousand."

Grass, the other side is about to scold someone, but Brother Dali smiled, interesting, this Ding Yi is interesting.

The man with glasses was not angry, and immediately nodded decisively: "I want to buy it out."

"Deal." Ding Yi didn't care about the copyright of a song, what he wanted was the other party's promotion, making Ding Yi famous.

So while Lao Song and Xiao Miao were stunned, Ding Yi made 6000 yuan in one night.

But there is no online banking at this meeting, and he can’t withdraw money at night. He and the man with glasses (others call him Brother De) agreed to trade at the gate of Dagan Bank in Hengdian at 08:30 tomorrow morning, and Brother De will bring the buyout contract.

Probably because he was afraid that Ding Yi would regret it, Brother De paid a deposit of 1000 yuan first.

When he took out 1000 yuan in cash from his bag, he was quite shocked.

At this time, the wages of ordinary people are only two to three hundred a month.

There are about four to five hundred people in the system.

Ordinary people plant an acre of land, and the two seasons of rice and wheat in Zhejiang add up to about four stones a year, and they are all sold for about a hundred.

Then we have to deduct agricultural tax, seed fee, fertilizer fee, labor fee, and now there is also pesticide fee. It is not bad to get 80 yuan for the last mu of land, which is the annual income.

Of course, although it seems a little small, if you don’t sell it, you can eat it yourself, it will definitely be enough to eat, and you won’t starve.

Moreover, during the reign of Rende, Ding Yi vigorously promoted the re-measurement and distribution of land. In Dagan, there was no situation in which a large number of fields were in the hands of a few people in later generations. Ordinary people’s homes have at least three to five acres of land, and most of them even have ten acres. The above, on the whole, is relatively balanced.

Therefore, the farmers who work hard only have enough to eat, and the cash flow in their hands is definitely far inferior to that of officials and wealthy businessmen.

Brother De took out 1000 yuan at once, which is equivalent to half a year's income of an ordinary working class. Even Lao Song and Dali's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)