Lin Xiaoxiao didn't give her a chance to think and continued to ask.
“Go to the department store and take a look. Enamel basins and thermos flasks are just a few designs, like the Double Happiness symbol and the peony, which have been printed for over ten years. Many people want something simpler, but they don’t have that. They also want something with a larger capacity, but they don’t have that either.”
"Why?"
Lin Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly rose a little.
"Because the supply and marketing cooperative can only sell whatever the factory produces. The factory doesn't care what the people actually need; they only care about meeting the production targets set by their superiors."
"Last year, fabric factories were obsessed with producing printed fabrics, so they produced them at all costs."
When garment factories receive printed fabric, they can only make printed shirts. And what happens? Consumers don't like them, or the prices are too high and few people buy them. Large quantities of clothes and fabric end up piling up in warehouses, eventually forcing them to lower prices, or even rot and be sold as scrap.
"This is waste, and this is the biggest flaw in our current distribution system."
With each word she spoke, Song Yaru's face paled a little more.
Because everything Lin Xiaoxiao said was true.
This is the most real situation that each of them can encounter in their lives.
They had all complained about these problems, but no one had ever connected them together like Lin Xiaoxiao, pinpointing the crux of the issue so incisively.
“The ‘supply chain’ and ‘demand-oriented’ I’m talking about are not just castles in the air.”
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Song Yaru, who was still stunned, and said, word by word, "I just want to solve these problems, solve the problem of unsold cloth in the supply and marketing cooperative, and solve the problem of everyone not being able to buy thick cotton-padded coats."
"Song, you've thoroughly studied the theories in the textbook, so can you tell me how to solve these problems using your theories?"
"I……"
Song Yaru opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Her mind went blank.
The theories in textbooks, such as the superiority of a planned economy and the necessity of unified purchase and distribution, seem so pale and powerless in the face of Lin Xiaoxiao's incredibly real examples.
The way her classmates looked at her changed.
The previous agreement and approval turned into doubt and ridicule.
Yes, what's the point of spouting so many grand principles? Lin Xiaoxiao's words are much more practical.
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