It was indeed made by a chef from a cooking training class.

After meticulous plating, the dishes looked quite refined, totaling five dishes and a soup.

Zheng Yongwen had already returned with the job recommendation letter written by Su Yehao.

When it was time for dinner, Jiang Yu came back, and when she saw a plate of green...scrambled eggs, she was immediately shocked and asked:

"What is this? Did the eggs get poisoned?!"

Su Yehao tasted a piece of diced octopus. The mixture of various ingredients created a very unique flavor. Then, he tried the diced chicken, and sure enough, it tasted the same as the octopus.

He was slightly speechless and said:

"I don't know if the eggs are poisoned, but I feel like I'm about to die. I guess there's a reason why there aren't many restaurants in Hong Kong specializing in Indian cuisine. It's hard to describe what this taste is."

Nangong Tian tasted it too, her expression equally interesting. She agreed, "Indeed, it's not that it's too bad, but the rich flavor is a bit strange."

Since it was already made, they might as well try it, just to enrich their life experience.

Putting the chickpea paste, mixed with butter and other things, all mashed together, on bread felt like eating pure spices directly.

Su Yehao took one sip of the strange, sour soup and didn't touch it again. He seemed to have found the secret to losing weight. In the end, he only ate Indian roti and another potato ball dish.

As for the green scrambled eggs, no one dared to touch them. They looked very unappetizing.

Nangong Tian suddenly sighed and said, "I feel sorry for the octopus that Hao Ge caught. Even after death, it has to become a not-so-delicious dish. I wish we had made takoyaki instead."

Madam Nangong had already put down her chopsticks and said with a smile:

"I remember eating a big pot of stewed meat rice in Malaysia before. That Indian dish tasted pretty good. They put curry in everything. Every place has different eating habits, maybe we're just not used to it."

Fortunately, the chef had already left, otherwise, he might have been so heartbroken by the untouched food that he would have chosen to change careers...

After dinner, they chatted idly.

Jiang Yu heard about the recommendation letter and learned that Zheng Yongwen was already married. She asked in surprise, "When did he get married? I haven't heard anything about it at all?"

Nangong Tian also said, "Yeah, I didn't know either. Didn't they have a wedding?"

"Well, it's been a few months. It seems they just had a simple ceremony in Las Vegas. I only found out when I saw his iCQ moments. I sent him a case of Romanée-Conti wine as a gift, but he returned it, saying that as an executive of a listed company, he can't accept gifts that are too expensive."

As soon as Su Yehao finished speaking, Jiang Yu looked gossipy and said with emotion, "I thought he might rekindle his old flame with your little aunt, but unexpectedly, he got married quietly. Who is his wife?"

"I'm not too sure. She seems to be a Chinese-American. Why would I care about his wife? But she looks like she's in her twenties or thirties, looks like a model, is quite tall, and seems average. Anyway, I don't know her."

"Tsk, men really all like young women."

After Nangong Tian teased him, she changed the subject and said, "Oh, right, your second aunt called me this evening and said that to celebrate my pregnancy, she and your dad sent me a gift, which will be delivered later."

"My dad? I haven't heard him mention it. What kind of gift?"

Su Yehao was a little curious.

Nangong Tian shook her head and replied, "I'm not too sure either. Your second aunt only said that it looks very pleasing and can dazzle people's eyes."

Jiang Yu pondered and guessed, "Maybe it's jewelry. No wonder my godmother asked me before what kind of things you like..."

It was normal to give gifts, whether it was for the sake of the family's reputation or to show their importance to Nangong Tian and the others. Of course, they couldn't be casual about such important life events.

For example, after Nong Qingying had a child, Grandpa Tang gave her several prosperous shops, which generated about ten million Hong Kong dollars in rent every year.

Yin Liuli's situation wasn't publicized, but she also received a lot of gifts, totaling as much as hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

Now that Nangong Tian was having a child, although it hadn't been born yet, it was always good to give a little something in advance.

While it wasn't dark yet, they took a stroll in their yard.

There was a potted Sea Island arhat pine that had been bought back for more than a million dollars. It seemed to be over four hundred years old, but it had unexpectedly withered, perhaps because it wasn't used to Hong Kong's climate.

It was obviously a waste to throw it away directly, so Su Yehao decided to find an expert to help him turn it into a large piece of amber, transforming it into another form of artwork.

Around seven o'clock that evening.

An armored truck drove over, along with a truck carrying a forklift.

The security company captain, seeing Su Yehao, smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Su. There's a shipment here, and we'd like Miss Nangong to sign for it."

Su Yehao knew that she had been sweating earlier and had gone upstairs to take a shower, so he reached out and said, "It's from my dad's second aunt, right? I can sign for her. Is it very heavy? Why did you specifically bring a forklift?"

"We're not too sure either. The documents say it's gold, and the boss said it's worth tens of millions..."

After signing.

After the workers were done, they placed a not-so-large wooden box in front of his door.

Su Yehao asked the bodyguards to help unpack the box, and when they opened it, they found that it contained a huge gold ingot, along with a certificate of authenticity, stating that this 999 pure gold ingot weighed a total of five hundred kilograms.

The rounded ingot, shining golden in the light, looked very pleasing.

The price of gold was transparent, currently about seventy-odd Hong Kong dollars per gram. Su Yehao often looked at financial data, which showed the price of gold, so he had a general understanding.

Half a ton of weight, no wonder a forklift was needed. A rough calculation showed that it was worth about thirty-seven or eighty million Hong Kong dollars.

Su Yehao smiled and touched it, feeling icy cold.

Although he was tired of making money, normal people would probably like such a cute little thing when faced with it.

With half a ton of gold in front of him, he realized that it didn't seem as big as he had imagined.

Jiang Yu was stunned and smiled so wide that she couldn't close her mouth, saying, "My godmother is so rich. Even I'm tempted. Why don't we have a baby as soon as possible?"

"Okay, you come to my room tonight, and I'll help you..."

After whispering, Su Yehao continued, saying:

"This thing is pretty good. When I have some spare money in the future, I can have more made and put them in the vault. It seems okay to put them outside as decorations anyway, as long as no machinery is used, no one can move them away."

Jiang Yu wanted to say how much that would cost, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that it didn't seem to be a problem for Su Yehao.

She immediately went upstairs to find Nangong Tian to come and receive the gift.

Such a big gold ingot, although it seemed impractical, was actually very practical, not only resistant to inflation but also able to be converted into cash at any time.

But considering Su Yehao's family background, it was estimated that it would be difficult to encounter a time when it needed to be converted into cash.

When Nangong Tian came downstairs, her hair was still wet, and her eyes were curved with laughter. She said, "Can I bite it with my teeth? They all do that in TV shows."

"Bite it, then. I'll go get a small bench to see how many teeth you have left in the end..."