Chapter 78: Fatty Lan En

Huihuang Bao was indeed worthy of its name tonight, brightly lit.

The candles on the candlesticks were like they didn't cost money, filling the entire castle, illuminating the spacious hall like daylight.

Most of the guests had already arrived, most of whom were nearby nobles and merchants. They looked like they had been to this banquet many times, and after meeting, they chatted with acquaintances.

Mali found that there were four groups of people who didn't socialize much like him. They each occupied a corner of the hall, drinking silently, and also observing other guests attending the banquet.

Those people obviously also noticed Mali and Xia'er beside him. An old man with a goatee even raised the wine glass in his hand and greeted him from afar.

"Ah, damn it, that old fox Saiwanni is also here." A voice came from behind Mali.

He turned his head and saw a red-haired woman. She wore a black swan dress, the neckline was opened very deep, and a large piece of white and greasy skin could be seen inside. A blood-red shawl was draped over her shoulders.

The skin on her face was a bit rough, looking like she had experienced a lot of wind and sun, but this also made her body exude a different kind of style, which was fatal to male nobles who were used to caged birds.

As soon as she entered the hall, the eyes of many men fell on her.

When some young people were still hesitating, an old noble wearing gorgeous clothes walked over, but before he could speak, the red-haired woman said first.

"Go play with your own Di'ao! Old dog."

The old noble's face changed drastically upon hearing this, and he threw the wine glass and walked away angrily.

"Truly... an impressive opening line," Mali said.

"Don't worry, everyone knows that Yongran Cheng only has one ruler — Fatty Lan En. As long as you can make him happy, others are irrelevant."

The red-haired woman took a glass of wine from the maid and drank it in one gulp.

"Good wine, it should come from Gaoting in the west. The sunshine there is sufficient, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the grapes produced are sweeter, and the wine brewed has almost no astringency."

"Who exactly are you?" Xia'er smelled a dangerous aura from the other party, lifted her skirt, took half a step forward, and blocked in front of Mali.

"Relax, little hound," the red-haired woman grinned. "I'm not here to grab your man, just want to chat with your master."

"What are you talking about!" Xia'er was so angry that she clenched her fists, looking like she was ready to pounce at any time.

Seeing this, the red-haired woman took half a step back voluntarily. "Your dress doesn't look cheap. Are you sure you want to fight me here?"

"You should respect her," Mali also said seriously.

"Okay, I have no malice towards you, just think she is quite fun. By the way, I am a merchant from Kushedao, Fuleidisi. Nice to meet you."

The red-haired woman said, walking towards the table where the wine was placed, and stopped after taking two steps. "By the way, no matter what Saiwanni says about me, don't believe it."

Not long after Fuleidisi left, the old man with a goatee named Saiwanni also brought a young man and walked towards this side.

"Ah, a Rose Merchant, I dare say your news must be very well-informed to have rushed to Yongran Cheng so quickly. Oh, you are also an alchemist, which is even rarer. May I ask, is that huge steel fortress outside the city your masterpiece?"

"That's right," Mali said.

"Alchemy is truly wonderful, isn't it?" The old man with a goatee placed his left hand on his right chest. "I am Saiwansi from the Kelonghanghui. No matter what remarks you hear about me from Fuleidisi, that is not true."

"Mali from Yingzui City," Mali also returned the salute. "Very interesting, Fuleidisi just said similar things."

Saiwansi smiled slightly. "That woman is a poisonous snake. It seems you and your companions don't know her background yet."

"She only said she was a merchant from Kushedao," Xia'er said.

"Ha, Kushedao. If you also run sea trade, you will know what kind of goods those so-called merchants are," Saiwansi said. "To put it bluntly, they are a group of pirates."

"As long as they find an opportunity, they will attack your merchant ship without hesitation. I have lost goods twice in their hands myself."

"Does the lord of Kushedao not care?"

Saiwansi snorted coldly. "He wishes that merchants would rob more goods back, because according to the regulations of Kushedao, the lord has the right to share half of the ownerless goods salvaged at sea. Believe me, there is no good person left on that island."

After a pause, he added, "You are also here for that tar, right? To be honest, I am too, but perhaps we can cooperate. I still trust the reputation of the Rose Alliance."

Mali said, "Thank you for revealing Fuleidisi's true face to me."

"You're welcome, I just don't want anyone else to fall victim to her," Saiwansi said.

The two chatted a few more words. Although both sides showed a certain interest in cooperation, how much of that batch of goods there was and how Lan En planned to handle it were still unknown, so they couldn't come up with any specific plan for the time being.

They could only get to know each other first, and then Saiwansi returned to his previous position.

After waiting for a while, the guests had almost arrived, and the main character tonight finally appeared.

That was a fat man covered in fat, lying on a golden chair inlaid with gems, carried into the hall from outside the door by four sturdy servants.

The guests stood up to salute when they saw this, and Lan En also waved his fat palms to greet them. The fat on his body shook up and down with the ups and downs of the chair, looking a bit ridiculous.

That golden chair was finally placed on the high platform at the end of the hall.

Lan En's butt slid down a little, and he pushed away his young wife who came to help him. "Damn it, I'm not fat enough to not be able to sit on a chair."

Afterward, he placed his two arms on the dining table in front of him and spent a lot of effort to sit upright again.

The hall was quiet for a moment, and then a burst of cheers erupted. I don't know who was the first to raise a wine glass and shout loudly.

"Wish Lord Lan En a long life!"

The guests then raised their glasses one after another, congratulating, "Wish Lord Lan En a long life! May the Ilunwood family prosper forever! May the brilliance of the Goddess of Wealth always shine on Yongran Cheng!"

Lan En's interest tonight was also good, and he also picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank two gulps.

"Haha, those quacks, according to them, I should have died two years ago, but look at me now. Not only am I living well, but I also have a seventh son!" ===== CHAPTER 79 =====