All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

Master Huang stared expressionlessly at the bald man who was speaking. Before he could even open his mouth, the second of his godson sons stood up and shouted to the bald man below the stage.

"Master Gui, today is the day my father retires from the criminal world. Please give us some face and don't cause trouble! We don't want to ruin our relationship!"

The burly, bald man glared fiercely at the second brother and scolded him.

"Who do you think you are? Do you even have a place to talk here? Get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the second brother's face immediately darkened, and his expression twisted into a ferocious rage before he was reprimanded by Master Huang Wu beside him.

"Get out of here!"

The second brother trembled slightly, finally calmed down, and slowly stepped aside.

Master Huang showed no joy or sorrow. He slowly raised his head and glanced at several bald men in the crowd. The men all had a mocking expression, clearly having already planned to launch an attack!

Master Huang took two slow steps, then said in a deep voice.

"Since everyone is so concerned about the Huang family's affairs, let me explain my arrangements!"

After saying that, Master Huang turned around and waved to his godson and Qi Siqiao. The group then stepped forward and stood behind Master Huang.

Suddenly, Master Huang glanced at Han Chunming's position. Han Chunming was grinning foolishly, leaning against the door as if watching a show, winking and making faces at Qi Siqiao on the stage, making Qi Siqiao's face turn red. She lowered her head and dared not look at that guy anymore!

Chapter Nineteen: The Feud Ended Over Wine

When Master Huang saw that scoundrel Han Chunming flirting with his daughter in this setting, his earlier thoughts immediately faded. He coughed twice and then addressed the crowd.

"After I step down, my position will be taken over by the eldest brother. In addition, I have accumulated some wealth over the years, and I plan to divide it into four parts: the eldest brother will take 50%, the second and third brothers will each take 20%, and Xiao Qiao will take 10%!"

Huang Wuye's words caused everyone around to turn their attention to Huang Laoda, who was standing behind him.

It seems that after Master Huang retired from his criminal life, the biggest winner is Boss Huang.

Although Old Master Huang was nearly fifty years old and a shrewd old fellow, he was still slightly excited at this moment, and his eyes were full of gratitude as he looked at Fifth Master Huang.

Meanwhile, Huang Lao Er and Huang Lao San, who were standing next to him, had slightly awkward smiles on their faces, which were not genuine smiles, and they were obviously not satisfied with the result.

However, it is clear that Master Huang had already considered this decision long ago.

Although Boss Huang is cunning and shrewd, he has been with him the longest and has always been by his side. He is also the person he trusts the most.

At this point, if we distribute the spoils equally, perhaps no one will be satisfied. It's better to place our hopes on Boss Huang.

As for Qi Siqiao only receiving 10%, this was a plan that Master Huang had considered for a long time. Only in this way would her several sworn brothers not be wary of her, nor would they target her.

Of course, this distribution will also cause dissatisfaction among the second and third sons, but nothing is perfect. This decision is a plan that Master Huang has been considering for several years.

The bald old men did not object to or interfere with Master Huang's decision. Instead, they all looked at each other strangely and exchanged glances with Master Huang and Master Huang.

Han Chunming stood at the door, watching everything with a smile. He had no objection to Huang Laowu's distribution.

Looking at him, even if Master Huang had some money, it would be at most a few hundred thousand, and that was hard-earned money tainted by crime. Han Chunming had no interest in it. For Han Chunming, there were plenty of ways to make money, and he had no desire for it.

What he cared about more was Qi Siqiao's safety. Master Huang was clearly very perceptive. His most beloved daughter received the least. This decision undoubtedly told everyone that he had chosen to back down.

Seeing that Master Huang had made a decision, Boss Huang quickly stepped forward and said something.

"Dad, it's getting late, let's continue!"

Master Huang nodded, turned around and walked to the "golden basin," rolled up his sleeves, and gently washed the basin a few times, just to make a show of it.

After the handover ceremony, Master Huang was clearly more relaxed and smiled as he addressed the crowd.

"Guests are always welcome. It is my honor that everyone could come and support us today. I, Huang Shih-hao, would like to thank you all once again. It is getting late, so I have prepared some fine wine and food for you. Please enjoy!"

After Huang Wuye finished speaking, he gestured with his eyes to Han Chunming, who was still watching the commotion at the door.

Han Chunming quickly turned around and walked to the kitchen to start serving the dishes.

The food was served, and it looked and smelled delicious. Huang Wuye's godsons quickly started serving wine. With wine and food, everyone's attention was temporarily drawn to the table.

Soon everyone began to eat heartily, really eating in big mouthfuls. Many people, after taking their first bite, forgot about drinking and almost instantly sped up their eating.

For a moment, no one in the hall was shouting for drinks; everyone was busy eating and drinking. Seeing this, Master Huang nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, several bald old men had finished two bowls of rice. One thin, bald old man finished the last bite of rice in his bowl, let out a satisfied burp, and then called out to Master Huang sitting opposite him.

"Huang Laowu, which chef did you hire?! This tastes amazing! I, Zhang San, have eaten meat and fish my whole life, but today I've finally tasted a real delicacy. I feel like all the food I've eaten before was dog shit. Huang Laowu, hurry up and call the chef out. I'm planning to hold a banquet in a few days, and I absolutely have to invite this chef to cook!"

Master Huang stood up with a smile and called out towards the kitchen inside the house.

"Chunming, come here for a second!"

Han Chunming didn't sit at the table; instead, he was in the kitchen cooking a porridge made with jujubes, longans, and lotus seeds. This was a slow and careful process, and he planned to have Xiao Qiao take it with her that afternoon. It was a loving dinner he was making for Xiao Qiao.

Since we're here, let's make a lot of noise. If nothing happens today, that's great. But if something does happen, at least I can keep things under control, right?

So far, things are still relatively normal, but Han Chunming noticed that the eye contact between the bald men and Huang Lao Er and Huang Lao San was clearly not quite right.

Upon hearing Master Huang's call, Han Chunming quickly responded and ran over, without even taking off his apron!

Upon seeing Han Chunming arrive, the group of bald old men at Huang Wuye's table all began to scrutinize him.

The group had just met Han Chunming, but they hadn't expected this young man to be such a good cook. A bald man said to Han Chunming with a smile.

"Young man, my child is getting married next Thursday. How about you help with the cooking for a few tables?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, several other bald old men also shouted in unison.

"Then I'll reserve this Friday. You need to prepare ten tables for me. Young man, write down the order and I'll go prepare the food!"

No sooner had the old man finished speaking than Gui Lao Jiu, the fat and imposing man from before, hurriedly called out.

"Young man, I think you should just come with me. You can serve me three meals a day, and I guarantee you'll earn more than a chef!"

Han Chunming didn't show any displeasure when he saw the group vying for his schedule. He didn't want to argue with the old men. However, if he really needed money, he could work as a cook at weddings and funerals. It might actually be a skill. But that was just a thought. In this world, he had no interest in cooking for others.

Han Chunming then smiled and shook his head.

"Gentlemen, I'm not a professional chef, and I don't have time. Please take your time eating. I'm still cooking porridge in the pot. Excuse me!"

After saying that, Han Chunming ignored the others and turned to leave. When he passed by Qi Siqiao at the second table, he quickly bent down and whispered something in Qi Siqiao's ear.

"Xiao Qiao, I've made you some porridge. Remember to take it home later!"

Qi Siqiao rolled her eyes at him, and seeing all the stares around her, she looked flustered. She quickly nodded without saying a word, which was taken as an agreement.

Han Chunming chuckled and turned to return to the kitchen.

Seeing Han Chunming's attitude, the bald old men immediately looked sullen, and Gui Laojiu even stood up and shouted at Master Huang.

"Huang Laowu, where did you find this cook? He's putting on airs like he's above us!"

The others echoed his sentiments, but Fifth Master Huang showed no sign of nervousness. He smiled and waved his hand, gesturing for Ninth Master Gui to sit down first, as he spoke.

"As you've all seen, he's only in charge of cooking because of my daughter. So, my fellow brothers, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm sorry!"

Several bald men looked at Master Huang with ambiguous expressions, and one of them shouted.

"I never expected you, Huang Laowu, to have found such a good husband! You're in for a treat!"

Master Huang smiled and quickly bowed to acknowledge him. He had originally intended to call Han Chunming up and announce that Han Chunming was his son-in-law, so that he could entrust Xiao Qiao to him.

But seeing Han Chunming's nonchalant attitude, Master Huang got angry and lost interest. Also, Master Huang suddenly felt that these old men were acting strangely today, so he temporarily held back.

After eating a few bowls of rice and filling their stomachs, the group started drinking, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately became lively.

The twenty-odd people present began to intentionally or unintentionally urge Master Huang and Boss Huang to drink. At first, the two did not notice anything unusual, but soon Master Huang realized that something was wrong and that everyone was being too enthusiastic.

After noticing something was wrong, Master Huang quickly signaled to his eldest brother to stop drinking. Master Huang had already drunk more than a dozen cups, at least a pound of liquor, but he still had a good tolerance for alcohol. Although his face was slightly red, he was still quite sober. Seeing Master Huang's signal, he quickly put down his glass and started picking up some food.

Seeing this, the bald old men exchanged glances, and then one of them stood up, picked up his wine glass, and said to Master Huang.

"Old Huang, let me toast you. We brothers have been fighting all our lives, and all our grudges are in this drink. From now on, you'll be a carefree old man, and we won't have the chance to drink anymore. If you're going to do us this favor, have a drink with each of us! Let's put aside our grudges with this drink!"

Old Master Huang had a faint smile on his face. He had just drunk more than half a jin of liquor. After all, he was getting old, and his condition was not as good as Old Master Huang's. His old face was flushed. He looked up at the group of old men at the table, shook his head, and then exhaled a breath of alcohol.

"Alright, let's settle our differences over drinks, I'll drink!"

After saying that, Master Huang picked up his wine glass, clinked glasses with the other man, and drank it all in one gulp!

After downing a cup, Old Master Huang's face turned even redder, but the other old man picked up his cup again and continued to stare at Old Master Huang.

Master Huang's condition was getting worse and worse. When he saw this, Boss Huang next to him tried to stop him from drinking, but Master Huang waved his hand and signaled him to step aside.

After another glass of wine, Master Huang's face turned completely red, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

With two more cups of wine left, Master Huang gritted his teeth, picked up his cup again, and finally downed the wine from the four old men in turn!

One or two cups of baijiu, four cups make four liang (a unit of weight). At this moment, Master Huang Wu had already drunk a jin (a unit of weight), and his energy and spirit were finally a little dazed. However, he still forced himself to stand up and said to the four people.

"Brothers, you've kept your word. We've already drunk the wine, and the wine has settled all our grudges. All our past grievances and disputes are now completely resolved. See you in the future, brothers. I can't hold on any longer, I'm going to rest now!"

After saying that, Master Huang got up to leave his seat, but at that moment, the bald men exchanged glances, and the burly Master Gui Jiu shouted first.

"Wait a minute!"

When Master Huang heard Gui Jiu's words, his body trembled slightly. He sighed inwardly, thinking that what was bound to happen was bound to happen.

Master Huang turned around and stood up straight, as if he had already guessed that the real test was about to begin.

Sure enough, Gui Jiu's face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression as he stared directly at Master Huang and roared in a low voice.

"Old Huang, do you really think you can just leave after having a drink and washing your hands? You're all this age, how can you still be so naive?"

Gui Jiu's words made Master Huang's face stiffen slightly. He hadn't expected that, in the end, Gui Jiu would still make things difficult!

Huang, the eldest brother, stared at Gui Jiu across from him with a gloomy face. Suddenly, he put down his wine glass, slammed it hard on the table, stood up, and shouted at Gui Jiu.

"Old man, I've disliked you for a long time. My dad has already given you enough face, yet you're still so aggressive. Do you really think we're clay figures that we can be manipulated at will?"

Huang Laoda's words indicated that the conflict was beginning to escalate. The people at the other tables stood up and began to slowly line up. Soon, about twenty people were standing around the four bald old men.

On Huang Wuye's side, there were only his three godson and Qi Siqiao. Today, Huang Wuye deliberately kept a low profile and did not want to cause too much trouble. He even sent away his third uncle who was pretending to be deaf.

At this moment, the four bald, burly men remained seated, looking at Master Huang and his companions with mockery and coldness, as if they were sitting on a fishing platform.

Another bald old man suddenly stood up, looked at Master Huang with a cold face, and spoke slowly.

"Huang Laowu, washing your hands of this business can't wash away the blood feud between us. In 1949, you defected to the new dynasty and led your men to wipe out my stronghold. My second and third brothers led their men to break through the siege, but you killed them with your own hands. I've always kept this debt in my heart!"

At this moment, Master Huang's face was flushed red, whether from the alcohol or from being anxious, it was hard to tell. He had already foreseen this moment. The older a person gets, the more they harbor a sense of luck, but this scene still came to pass.

He was powerless to refute, and just stared blankly at the people opposite him, his forehead covered in sweat.

The other old men watched Master Huang coldly. Clearly, it was time to settle accounts. For people like them, retiring from the criminal life was a joke. Perhaps only death could truly put an end to their grudges.