For a moment, Chen Luo's slightly thin figure was shining brightly in Isabella's eyes.
I used to think that he was rude, dignified, and had no bottom line. He only had gold coins in his eyes... Thinking of this, Isabella suddenly felt a deep sense of shame.
Seeing Isabella's expression, Chen Luo knew that his routine was almost done.
A look of distress suddenly appeared on his face, and he murmured, "However, the ingredients in the market are not cheap. It seems that I will try to post more articles, otherwise we will only be able to eat bread in the future..."
At this moment, Chen Luo felt like a fox, showing his tail to the ignorant **** the bed.
Isabella raised her head sharply and asked, "Ah, is that food expensive?"
Chen Luo nodded: "If it's just white bread, it will be very cheap, but only the food of the nobles is not very cheap..."