Xiao Jiahua returned to Taifeng County smoothly with three carriages of cotton clothes.
She did not rush back to Qinghe Village to see her family. Instead, she watched with her own eyes as the clothes were moved into the warehouse one box at a time. Only then did she feel relieved that her mission was accomplished.
The people in the supply and marketing company were also very encouraged. The cotton-padded clothes purchased in 2017 were of superior quality and quantity, the best in history.
When counting and accepting the goods, everyone ran to the warehouse to watch the excitement.
Seeing the brand new military coats and beautiful cotton-padded jackets, old employees like Qin Huanlin and Chen Jinru could not resist buying them.
The young female waitresses all wanted to put on a few of them right there and then.
"It's worthy of being produced in Shanghai. Big cities and big factories are different. Even the hats and scarves are better looking than those we make ourselves." Ding Qinqin couldn't help but sigh.
General Manager Xu Deshun also praised, "With this batch of cotton-padded clothes, plus the long-staple cotton from the frontier, the people of Taifeng County don't have to worry about winter next year."
Xiao Jiahua was not in a hurry to distribute the cotton coats. Instead, he called Tong Qifang from the National Cotton Mill and asked her to come and see the goods first.
Xu Deshun was puzzled. "School Manager, it's already the beginning of winter. The temperature in some mountain villages has dropped to eight or nine degrees. If we don't distribute the cotton clothes, the supply and marketing staff below will complain."
Xiao Jiahua analyzed: "Mr. Xu, there are hundreds of thousands of people in our county, but this batch of cotton-padded clothes is less than 3,000 pieces. If we distribute them like this, each supply and marketing department will get at most 180 pieces. On average, hundreds of people compete for one cotton-padded clothes. How can this be enough?"
Xu Deshun: "Although this cotton-padded jacket is good, it is expensive and not everyone can afford it. Unless there is a surplus of cloth coupons from wages, or someone is having a wedding at the end of the year, most people will not buy it!"
He was right. It was common for ordinary families, especially in rural areas, to wear a patched cotton coat for seven or eight years.
It is them that Xiao Jiahua feels sorry for. "So, we have to lower the price of cotton-padded clothes so that everyone can afford them!"
Now, not to mention Xu Deshun, even Chen Jinru from the Finance Department thought she was daydreaming.
Chen Jinru said bluntly: "Manager, these cotton-padded clothes were bought with real money. If you want to sell them at a low price and spend more than you earn, the Commerce Bureau will be the first one to disagree!"
Xiao Jiahua thought for a moment, "As long as we have enough cotton-padded clothes, and sell them in large quantities at a low profit, so that the entire season and the entire batch of goods can break even, the Commercial Bureau should not mind the profit or loss of individual clothes."
Chen Jinru: "That's true, but where can you find so many cotton-padded clothes?"
Xiao Jiahua smiled and said: "If we don't have guns or cannons, we can make them ourselves. The same goes for cotton clothes. If we don't have cotton clothes, we can make them ourselves using sewing machines!"
Xu Deshun understood, "So, you invited the factory manager here to help produce cotton clothes?"
Xiao Jiahua nodded, full of confidence.
"Taifeng County has never had a decent garment factory. It lacks personnel, technology and equipment. Young people are still too naive!"
Xu Deshun shook his head disapprovingly.
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Tong Qifang came to the supply and marketing company with a frosty head and visited the cotton-padded clothes. After listening to Xiao Jiahua's suggestion, her first reaction was to shake her head and say it was impossible.
Xiao Jiahua asked back: "Sister Tong, your national cotton mill has cotton wool, fabric, and cotton thread, so why can't you produce cotton clothes?"
Tong Qifang stamped her feet and replied, "Sister, our National Cotton Mill specializes in spinning cotton and weaving cloth. Now you want me to make clothes, isn't that changing the tradition of the older generation? The county leaders will be the first to disagree!"
Xiao Jiahua invited Qifang to sit down and called Miao Xiaomiai to bring two cups of hot tea.
After Tong Qifang drank the tea and dispelled the chill, she smiled and explained: "There is no need to change the tradition. The production of autumn and winter cotton cloth is almost done. Your national cotton mill is now idle, and the workers should have plenty of time.
"Besides, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. If you set up a separate production line to make cotton-padded clothes, not only can you make use of the remaining cotton and cloth in the warehouse, but you can also let the workers earn more wages. Everyone will be satisfied!"
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