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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..."