After the heavy rain, Xiaobei Village still hasn't cleared up, and it's still raining lightly. Fortunately, with the collective efforts, several key sections of roads leading to the county have been opened. Although it still has to be stumbling, it is at least reconnected to the outside world.

Jiang Hao had just filled in the muddy depression at the entrance of the village road, moved wooden planks and laid them on top to build a road bridge.

Just as I was about to fill in a few bricks, I heard the "chug, chug, chug" sound of a tractor not far away.

He looked outside the entrance of the village and saw a rather large group of people sitting on a tractor swaying around. The tractor swayed to the sun drying field.

Zhang Wu heard the noise, put down the bowls and chopsticks he was eating, and ran out of the back room.

Several people with familiar faces got off the tractor and all stared at Zhang Wu.

Seeing these faces, Zhang Wu's heart sank. Oh no, what was supposed to come was coming. He couldn't even hide now.

Unexpectedly, after the debris flow broke out, the road was closed for so long. Once it was opened, these cargo owners came so eagerly.

It really caught him off guard.

The cargo owners immediately surrounded Zhang Wu. Jiang Hao dropped his hoe and walked up to them with Xiao Li and Chui Shuihui.

The attack was menacing and the person who came was evil, and the atmosphere instantly solidified into an extremely suffocating feeling.

Jiang Hao looked at them one by one. The leader was Boss Yang, the consignor with the largest order volume recently, and the others were Boss Su and the consignors with small orders.

Since the outbreak of the mudslide, the tea trading volume of these orders has been unable to be completed. To make matters worse, the delivery dates of these orders are concentrated at the end of this month.

Failure to deliver the goods is not a big deal, but huge liquidated damages are a headache.

Boss Yang glanced around and saw the anxious expressions on everyone's face. He knew from others that after the mudslide broke out in Xiaobei Village, he couldn't sleep. This batch of tea was their source of income for most of the year. It was out of stock.

That's the rhythm of asking him to open the skylight.

Thinking of this, I was even more tossing and turning. I asked someone to find out if the road was connected. I gathered other cargo owners and came to Xiaobei Village to ask for an explanation that night.

Zhang Wu saw the crowd was raging, neither retreating nor stepping forward, so he could only forcefully laugh and laugh.

Jiang Hao was afraid that a conflict would break out if he disagreed again, so he quickly stood in front of Zhang Wu.

I was weighing the kilograms of finished tea in the tea house in my mind. Now that the disaster has occurred, it is impossible to pick and deliver tea. The tea mountain is halfway up the mountain, and a mudslide has destroyed a large part of the tea mountain. The remaining output is almost

It can be ignored.

The cargo volume of several cargo owners is more than 100 kilograms. Without reserves of thousands of kilograms, the delivery problem cannot be solved.

Even if all the tea leaves from each household were collected, the unfinished semi-finished products would only add up to roughly three hundred kilograms, which would be a drop in the bucket for many cargo owners.

After thinking about it, Jiang Hao was still waiting for the other party to speak, glanced at their number, and silently outlined the response method in his mind.

Boss Yang dusted off the loess dust on his coat, held a lit cigarette between his fingers, pointed at Zhang Wu and said, "Where's the goods?"

Fearing that they would be left behind, the others also rushed forward and asked Zhang Wu for goods, shouting: "Yes, delivery! Delivery!"

Zhang Wu retreated again and again, and they were almost forcing him into the corner, and he almost staggered and lost his balance.

Jiang Hao and She Zaiming held hands and formed a human wall to prevent any further conflict.

"Our family is gone, where can I get the goods for you?"

Niu Jingqiang couldn't hold back and was the first to come out to accuse this group of people who were causing trouble.

A quarrel is enough to trigger a game, and people are eager to fight.

After several chaotic pushes, the two sides refused to give in, and Jiang Hao had no choice but to step forward and take control of the situation.

Jiang Hao resisted the fist that was about to hit him and roared at the crowd to stop, and everyone just stopped.

Seeing that everyone had stopped fighting, Jiang Hao slipped into the tea-making room in full view of everyone and placed bags of finished tea in front of them.

Boss Yang walked up to these tea bags with his hands behind his back, tore a slit open, pinched a handful into his palm, lowered his head and smelled them, and nodded slightly.

But after looking at these bags of tea, I realized that what I wanted was more than 600 kilograms, which was not enough to satisfy even a small customer.

"You're just sending these few bags away to beggars? Lao Zhang, how do you do business?"

Boss Yang kicked the tea leaves to vent his anger. Jiang Hao stepped forward and glared at him, his eyes sharp and with a hint of warning.

Jiang Hao simply stepped forward and spoke frankly to Boss Yang. He clearly wrote down the weight of all the tea leaves, listed the numbers on the paper and showed him. Boss Yang looked at it and just shook his head and sighed.

Even if I gave him all the three hundred catties, it would not help.

"Boss Yang, mudslides are natural disasters and force majeure is unavoidable."

Jiang Hao tried to use this reason to refuse compensation for breach of contract, even though the hope was slim.

Boss Yang shook his head and waved his hands, completely refusing to accept Jiang Hao's remarks.

Others also wanted to ask for explanations, and the scene became chaotic again.

"Everyone, please be patient. The disaster is now a fact. We only have 300 kilograms of tea now. If you want it, take it. If it is out of stock, we will either wait for the tea mountain to recover or return the money to you."

Jiang Hao didn't want to argue with them anymore. Since the disaster was a fact and his livelihood was now in jeopardy, he could no longer restore the situation to its original state, so he simply refunded the money and settled the matter.

The cargo owners below were blinded by this, and began to discuss in private. Boss Yang winked at the clerk and started to move the bags of tea.

Almost instantly, everyone was involved in a fight, and the order was completely chaotic.

Jiang Hao was surprisingly calm, watching them fight with a cold eye, like a bystander who had nothing to do with him.

The focus shifted to the tea, and the liquidated damages for the goods were naturally ignored, so Jiang Hao didn't say anything, let alone stop him, he just looked at them quietly.

After a chaotic tea grabbing activity, even the freshly roasted tea in the corner was snatched away.

Jiang Hao crossed his arms and said to Boss Yang: "You have taken all the goods. If you want to refund the money, please register here."

Jiang Hao took out the account book from the back room, lowered his head and whispered a few words to Zhang Wu, and Zhang Wu went to the accounting room to get the money.

When the other cargo owners saw that they had not caught the tea, they could at least get their money back, so they lined up obediently.

Jiang Hao had been warning Zhang Wu that he could not spend the deposit until the order was completed, because he was afraid that one day like now, the capital chain would be broken. Fortunately, Zhang Wu listened this time.

The money was returned one by one, and the cargo owners had no reason to make a fuss, so they all jumped up and stepped into the tractor, and drove away from Xiaobei Village in a swaying manner.
Chapter completed!