"Not bad, you're even more skilled at bargaining than I am. Do you often buy groceries when you're at home?" Mu Nanshu sat in the passenger seat, staring intently at Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng wasn't extraordinarily handsome, more like a pretty boy; at first glance, his skin tone was somewhat bronzed and dark.
But if you look closely at Lu Cheng's eyebrows and eyes, there's a sense of resilient confidence and fortitude. Compared to several years ago, Lu Cheng now carries a bit more experience and less sharpness.
"Not often, only when I have some free time, I'll buy some meat and non-leafy vegetables. My mom sells vegetables, she usually reserves some."
Lu Cheng turned his head: "You wouldn't think I've done market research, right? It's my mom, she often talks about prices at home when buying and selling vegetables, so I hear some things."
