Mylo and Garlan were both stunned to hear that. They looked at the young maiden on the signboard who looked around 14 to 15 years old. To think that Boss Mag had another daughter other than Little Boss.

  It was not just Garlan and Mylo. The customers queuing at the door were all shocked to see the signboard and two young elf ladies standing behind the table, which was piled up with comic books.

  Boss Mag had closed the restaurant and disappeared for a month and after coming back, Mamy Restaurant had started selling picture books part-time?

  Besides, each picture book actually cost as much as 1000 copper coins?

  Although Mamy Restaurant’s food was never cheap, its quality was high and it was acknowledged by the customers.

  However, picture books were usually sold at a few tens of copper coins each in the market. Selling it at a sky-high price of thousands of copper coins per book just because it was drawn by Boss Mag’s daughter and was sold at the restaurant’s door, was like treating the customers like fools.

  “If it’s 1000 copper coins, other than erotic books with limited copies sold in Rodu, it would be difficult to sell books at this price even if they were hand-drawn, unless they are colored,” Mylo said as he stroked his chin.

  “Why do you know the market so well?” Garlan sized him up.

  “I just heard about it. I don’t know it well!” Mylo said, in an attempt to hide the fact that he had collected several erotic books.

  “The market rate at Chaos City should be less but the market for picture books usually focuses on the younger population and therefore they cost less.” Harrison, who was standing diagonally behind them, interjected. “There would occasionally be books from Rodu with very good quality. I’m so envious of their resources…”


  “To each his own.” Mylo turned back to look at him with a smile of admiration.

  “Miss, is this picture book really being sold at 1000 copper coins per copy?” Garlan asked. Their motive for coming today was to see Mag and go through another round of interviews, as well as to get the draft for his next column.

  The Perfect Food magazine relied on Mag’s column to break its record sales during such tumultuous times, to become the best-selling magazine since it was established.

  On top of that, the sales of this week’s Perfect Food had also successfully clinched the top spot in the magazine industry.

  They had been in Chaos City for a month but the doves carrying letters from Rodu did not seem to have stopped coming.

  Their boss had already sent an order down to satisfy any condition Mr. Mag raised to clinch the agreement to get his exclusive for Perfect Food.

  This was a man who could change the fate of gourmet magazines on his own and that showed just how influential he was.

  It was difficult to imagine that a chef in Chaos City would one day be able to influence the magazine audience in every part of the Norland Continent.

  Therefore, Garlan had decided to understand this talented comic artist, who was Mr. Mag’s daughter.

  He had seen how Mag pampered the Little Boss and knew that he was a spring dad.

  For such people, the simplest way was to find common ground on what he likes, and that would be through his daughter.

  The 1000 copper coins might be expensive but it was worth it as long as it could make Mr. Mag like him more.

  Perhaps only one copy of these comics could be sold today and he would be the one who bought the only copy. That was the difference.

  “Yes, sir. This picture book is sold at 1000 copper coins per copy and each person is only limited to two copies,” Molly said with a smile.

  Mr. Mag had said that if these picture books were to be sold in Rodu, they could fetch up to tens of thousands of copper coins per copy. This was a massive sale selling them at 1000 copper coins a copy today.

  “Limited?” Garlan was stunned.

  The customers queuing at the back were also shocked.

  Mamy Restaurant would always have a tradition of limiting the number of dishes each customer could order so that more customers could try them and to prevent people from buying the food in bulk and reselling them.

  To think that this picture book was sold at a high price of 1000 copper coins and was limited to only two copies per customer?

  Garlan thought for a while and regained his composure and asked amiably, “Can I take a look?”


  Mr. Mag was a very smart person. Garlan could tell that from his brief contact with him.

  Such a person would not be so short-sighted to make use of the trust of his customers to upsell them something. If he dared to mark something at 1000 copper coins and limited the number of copies sold to each person, the only possibility was that this picture book was worth it.

  The other customers also turned to look at the two elf maidens. One would just need a look to know if this picture book was worth 1000 copper coins.

  Eve passed a thin picture book to Garlan and reminded him, “This is the trial-read version. Please do not spoil it for others after reading it.”


  Garlan received the thin picture book. There was a beautiful mermaid on its cover.

  “It’s actually colored?!” Garlan’s eyes lit up in shock.

  The little mermaid was very life-like and the drawing style was very mature. It did not look like a novice’s work at all. It could even surpass most of the illustrators in the market.

  The important part was that the colors were very vibrant yet they were all drawn in the book stroke by stroke?

  Garlan could not wait to flip to the next page. The content was all colored!

  “Could this be a full-colored picture book?” Garlan’s heart skipped a beat. This was very rare in the picture book market.

  As the Chief Editor of a gourmet magazine, he would often meet some editors doing picture books so he knew the market pretty well.

  A picture book of this quality could fetch at least 30,000 copper coins because such a picture book would take an excellent illustrator months to draw, so naturally, it would not be cheap.

  Garlan flipped through the 10 odd pages of the trial-read version briefly. The illustrator’s standard could be seen in the style, storyboard, and plot. Everything was very well done.

  If this was really drawn by Mr. Mag’s 14-year-old daughter, she was indeed a talented comic artist.

  “Is the content and quality of the picture book the same as the trial-read version?” Garlan asked Eve.

  “Yes.” Eve nodded with certainty.

  “Give me two copies, then,” Garlan said without hesitation.

  “What’s going on?” Mylo exclaimed. “Is it a good book?”


  “Buying two copies immediately after looking at the trial-read version?”


  “Is he one of those sorts of people?”


  The customers all looked at Garlan in shock. 1000 copper coins for a picture book was not cheap at all.

  “Take a look for yourself.” Garlan passed the trial-read version to Mylo.

  “It’s so cute!” Mylo’s eyes lit up upon seeing the little mermaid on the cover.

  As a geek, he had read several books and could tell the illustrator’s standard with one look.

  This was already better than 99% of the illustrators in the market and was the cream of the crop in terms of capturing characters’ expressions.

  This was talent. It could not be learned.

  Such people are… usually called drawing freaks!

  There was still room for improvement in terms of technique but such a level of completion was sufficient as a form of livelihood.

  “Why is it colored?!” Mylo quickly raised the same query as Garlan.