St. Petersburg had about two million people.
As the capital of the Russian Empire, known as the European military police, it was one of the largest cities in Europe.
With such a large population, there were many nobles to support.
In addition to the nobles, there were also monks among the privileged class.
For example, Orthodox monks, Romano-Roman Churches, and other monks. There were many monks in Russia, and their status was high.
Further down were hereditary honorary citizens, lifelong honorary citizens, merchants, and citizens.
This was definitely a huge main body, and there were more of them. They were inferior compared to the upper class, and they followed the lead of the nobles. They crazily learned from the nobles, worshipped everything about the nobles, and were pretentious. Every day, they dreamed of becoming nobles themselves.
They had also learned the essence of the extravagance of the aristocrats.
Walking dogs, hunting, concerts, balls, art shows... and trysts... Whether good or bad, they inherited them all.
" Baron Wester's music score is here. Anyone who wants it can take it. One ruble per piece, no bargaining…" Many of the playboys on the street raised the music score high and shouted proudly.
After a while, honorary citizens, merchants, and ordinary citizens ran out to buy it, afraid that they would not be able to get it.
" I got it, I got it. This is the score of 'For Dolores.' Oh my god, I can finally learn to play it…"
" Also, this is 'Destiny'…"
" God, there's the song and lyrics for 'Woman's Fickle'. We're lucky…"
Countless citizens and businessmen who had snatched the music scores were pleasantly surprised. They returned home and couldn't wait to try playing on their pianos.
For a moment, the entire St. Petersburg seemed to be filled with the notes of 'Fate' and 'For Dolores'!
What was this called?
The whole city was filled with Wester music!
Wherever there was a well to drink from, there would be Wester's Music!
" Hahaha, we're rich, we're rich, we're going to be rich…" Duro and Hart were in a villa. They grabbed a handful of kopeks and threw them away.
"Duro, my friend, I really didn't expect that I could earn a lot of money by helping His Excellency promote music!”Hart was pleasantly surprised. Although he was a reserve-duty baron, he was short of money at the moment.
Duro's finances were slightly better, but as a reserve-duty earl, he did not have many assets for him to squander.
"Send the big head to Daren!" Duro said.
"Of course, of course, all the glory goes to Lord Wester. We only need a little money to run errands!”Hart hurriedly said.
"In the future, when Milord has more music scores, we will print them and sell them as soon as possible.”Duro pondered.
Soon, Duro brought wooden boxes containing coppers to Yang Yin.
"So much profit?" Yang Yin was dumbfounded.
"Sir, you don't know. As long as you shout your music score, those citizens will fly over like flies.”
"Won't they secretly copy each other's words?”Yang Yin was surprised.
"Some of them will, but they are all very concerned about their reputation. In public, they would rather spend one rupee to buy it. Doing so will make them feel more proud!”
"Haha, not bad. Half of it can be used as activity funds!”Yang Yin said.
"Alright then, thank you, sir!”Duro and Hart quickly thanked him.
"En, you guys do well. I won't mistreat any of my followers. Oh right, I plan to perform a few operas at the St. Petersburg Grand Ring Theater. I'll perform 'Jester.' What do you think?!”
"This is a good thing, my lord!" The two lackeys 'eyes immediately lit up.
" Alright, after I report to the Empress, I'll look for you guys to make preparations. You guys go ahead and do what you need to do…" Yang Yin dismissed the two lackeys and went to see the Empress.
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"What? Wester, how many operas are you going to perform?”Catherine was surprised.
"Yes, does Your Majesty have any suggestions?”
"How can a few performances be enough? It has to be more than ten or twenty performances. You go and prepare. Go to the Grand Ring Theater. I'll be there to support you. Perhaps all the nobles and citizens in the city will be there!”
"Then I'll have to rely on Your Majesty's auspicious words!"
Yang Yin happily left the palace and returned home. He reported to the Earl and his wife, who agreed with him and took out 3,000 rubles to support Yang Yin.
Three thousand rubles was already a huge sum of money.
Together with the thousand rubles Yang Yin had saved, it should be enough to prepare for a large-scale opera.
Yang Yin called Duro and Hart over and asked them to run errands.
The next day, everyone in St. Petersburg, from the nobles to the poor, knew that Yang Yin was going to perform at the Grand Ring Theater.
"Baron Wester is going to perform 'Jester' at the Grand Circle Theater? Then you must go…"
" Finally, this day has come. God, if I can hear Wester's voice again, I'd be willing to die…"
"This time, I definitely can't faint. I definitely…oh, no, I have to bring a needle. When the time comes, I'll stab myself ruthlessly!”
"When? Do you have tickets? I want to book a ticket…What? No, butler, prepare a car for me immediately and go to Earl Aluk's residence. We'll book a ticket ourselves. This way, we can be sure!”
The news of Yang Yin performing an opera spread so quickly that everyone was shocked.
The Arruk Manor was filled with carriages of nobles. Every noble came to book tickets for the Grand Theater in advance. Unfortunately, this thing had not been printed yet. Where could Yang Yin get it for them?
He had no choice but to write down their names and wait for the tickets to be printed before sending them to his door one by one.
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Fresh flowers.
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