Eiffie didn’t quite know the price of the Spring of Life, but this didn’t affect her knowing that it was a very precious item. At least, it couldn’t be bought by normal people easily.

Now, Irina was actually giving a bottle of the Spring of Life just to improve her fine lines at the corner of her eyes.

“Take it. It’s just a little thing. I have plenty of it.” Irina waved her hand nonchalantly. She drank more than that amount when she woke up every morning. This was indeed nothing.

“But…”

“If you think the fine lines at the corners of your eyes are nothing, then forget it.” Irina looked at her calmly.

Eiffie’s hands that were holding onto the bottle, froze in midair and she looked at Irina before looking at the bottle again. Finally, she couldn’t accept watching herself turn old, so she accepted the Spring of Life and gratefully said to Irina, “From now on, you are my real big sister.”

“What kind of real big sister?” Irina looked at her with a seemingly harmless smile.

“Erm…” Eiffie murmured. Sworn sisters? Or… her gaze drifted towards the kitchen. It didn’t seem bad to have the same husband, right?

“Shameless!” Eiffie spat at herself. Irina had just given her the Spring of Life and yet she was lusting after her husband. She was no different from a vixen.

“Big Sister will make the decision,” Eiffie said with a blush.

Mag heard the conversation outside and flicked a glance at Eiffie. “Why are you blushing?”

“Is this some kind of beauty serum?” Vicki interjected curiously. She stared at the little bottle in Eiffie’s hands curiously.

Even though she was still a maiden and didn’t have to worry about turning old, as a girl, she was naturally curious about things that would make her pretty.

“There are some effects.” Irina nodded. “But I use it to wash my face daily and I don’t feel anything special.”

Eiffie looked at Irina with complicated emotions. This lady was really a humble bragger. She used the Spring of Life to wash her face daily? Even the aristocrats in Rodu didn’t dare to say they did that.

How rich was she?

Eiffie couldn’t help feeling curious about Mag’s net worth.

The tavern he casually opened became the number one restaurant in Rodu and earned hundreds of thousands daily.

The picture book he casually released earned another tens of millions.

Most importantly… he didn’t have to worry about doing all these things himself.

Furthermore, he had bought half of Romo Street at the lowest price. Now, with the two taverns and one opera house, the whole street came back to life. The property prices increased and he easily earned another few hundreds of millions.

The way a genius earned money was always hard to fathom.

Even now, she still couldn’t figure out if Mag had intended to speculate in properties from the very beginning, and opening a tavern and helping the opera house were simply part of the plan.

Then, she was even more envious of Irina’s life. She was a carefree rich lady. She only needed to think about where to spend money when she woke up every day and she used the Spring of Life to wash every day…

This life was simply beyond imagination.

“This is the elves’ holy water. I heard it has very formidable healing effects. It’s something that you can’t even buy with money.” Eiffie explained to Vicki.

“I see…” Vicki was thoughtful. She knew Mag and Irina were a couple, so it wasn’t surprising that this elven princess had plenty of the Spring of Life.

“May I buy some of the Spring of Life from you, Madam?” Vicki asked Irina. She wanted to keep some of this good stuff as a backup.

“I’ll give you a bottle.” Irina gave her a bottle of the Spring of Life generously too.

“Thank you.” Vicki accepted the Spring of Life and opened the cap to sniff it immediately. The rich life aura washed over her and refreshed her. Her tiredness was all washed away.

“What a potent invigorating effect!” Vicki’s eyes lit up. This was a miracle drug for refreshing and clearing the mind after pulling an all nighter!

She was already prepared to pull all nighters this whole week. However, even when she had great health, it was hard to avoid feeling tired in the daytime when pulling all nighters.

If she could have a few bottles of this Spring of Life, then she wouldn’t have to worry at all.

She looked at Irina and realized she wasn’t very familiar with her, so she really couldn’t make herself ask her for it. Hence, she sneaked into the kitchen with the Spring of Life and hinted to Mag. “This Spring of Life’s invigorating effects are really not bad. If I can have a few sips when I write the script every night, I should be able to write for the entire night, right? Pity… this seems to be very little.”

Mag glanced at her and curved his lips. However, he seriously said, “Actually, there is a better physical method to refresh yourself.”

“What is that?” Vicki asked.

“Tie your hair onto the ceiling’s beam, and if you doze off at night, your hair will be pulled. Pain is the best invigorating method,” Mag replied.

“I refuse!” Vicki caressed her hair. She treasured her hair so there’s no way she would tie it to the beam and let it be pulled.

Mag smiled silently.

After receiving Irina’s gift, Vicki and Eiffie’s attitude towards her improved greatly and they became obviously closer. The three ladies sat together and chatted harmoniously.

Mag stir-fried three simple home cooked dishes, which were made from the leftover ingredients in the kitchen. One stir-fried vegetables, one drop egg soup, and one stir-fried pork with spring bamboo shoots.

Mala carried the dishes from the kitchen, following after Mag. She was looking at Mag with admiration.

The simple ingredients blossomed in Mag’s hands.

“Alright. Let’s tuck in.” Mag removed his apron and sat down.

Everyone took their seats too.

“Let me taste Mala’s dishes first.” Mag picked up a drunkard peanut with the chopsticks and popped it into his mouth under Mala’s anticipated gaze.

Crunch, crunch, crunch!

The peanut was crunchy and tasty. There were great improvements compared to the previous time.

Then, he tried the pig ears salad and pig tongue salad.

The pig ears were crunchy and chewy, while the pig tongue was soft and texturized. The red oil was fragrant and spicy. They complemented each other perfectly. They had obviously improved as well.

Mag put down his chopsticks and looked at the nervous Mala. He nodded with a smile. “Not bad. They can be released in Saipan Tavern now.”

“Really?!” Mala was so surprised that she wanted to jump up immediately.

“Yes. You have reached my expectation.” Mag nodded.

“It’s great! The Saipan Tavern’s customers finally have side dishes to go with their drinks,” Mala said with a smile. She had been blaming herself for that for a long time.

After lunch, Mag went to Saipan Tavern to take a look before bringing the children to shop and eat.

After exiting a food street, Amy and Annie were both carrying all sorts of food. Mag and Irina were following after the two little ones with a smile. Just as they were about to go out of the alley, they were stopped by a priest with white hair and a white beard.