To be honest, Fu Song was quite disappointed when he saw a few men wearing big shorts "stirring" barefoot in the starch pond and almost spit out the seafood at noon.

But soon he got up. What Luo Yonggui said made sense. The handmade craftsmanship of fans was passed down from his ancestors. He has been doing this for dozens or hundreds of years, and he has never heard of anything like that.

I am pretentious. When I was poor, I could have a meal with fans as if I was during the Chinese New Year. Now I have money and I have started to pick and choose.

A village collective fan workshop like this can be done by just a few people. It has little investment and small size. It is mainly aimed at rural markets, taking into account the urban market in small quantities. It is indeed a harsh retribution for requiring them to produce strictly in accordance with food hygiene standards.

Not to mention the village collective fan factories, the sanitation environment of state-owned food factories these days is also worrying. In the production workshops, mice are still running all over the ground, flies are flying all over the sky, and sewage flows everywhere.

It’s not that Chinese people don’t care about hygiene, but that they don’t have the conditions to care about hygiene.

If you have enough granaries, you know etiquette. If you can’t eat enough food, you can’t eat well. If you don’t have enough food, you are not qualified to pay attention to food hygiene. Some food is good, what kind of bicycle is needed.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, the Chinese people have not even solved the most basic physiological needs of eating, so they naturally cannot take care of the second level of health and safety needs.

Therefore, although what I saw and heard just now made Fu Song think that he would never eat fans again, he did not think that this was Luo Yonggui's fault.

On the contrary, Fu Song looked at Luo Yonggui with some admiration today. Not to mention anything else, just when he encounters difficulties, it is worth helping him.

"Director Luo, are you so unconfident in yourself?"

Luo Yonggui was stunned for a moment, then pointed at his nose and said happily: "Director Fu, do you want me to be the leader? Don't tease Lao Luo, I am a scallion, Lao Luo, there are so many fan factories in Zhiyang, and some of the larger scale than our factory are. How can I be the leader?"

Fu Song said: "What are you saying in your heart? If you think so, then I really can't help you."

Luo Yonggui laughed and said, "Of course it's good to be the leader. What's the saying? Oh, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, but I know how much I have. If I really want to put the duck on the shelves, it will make people laugh out loud."

Fu Song nodded and said, "It's good to have this heart. Lao Luo, I have a suggestion. If you think it doesn't work, just pretend I didn't say it."

Luo Yonggui hurriedly said, "I specially invited you to come here to give me some advice today. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Fu Song said: "I just said that fan factories are still able to make a small fuss, but they have no future. If you want to do exports, the way is good, but you must comprehensively transform the fan factories and expand the production scale."

Seeing Luo Yonggui open his mouth, Fu Song raised his hand and said, "I know what you want to say. Renovation and expansion will definitely cost money, and it costs a lot. It is probably not enough to invest all the money you have earned over the years. But the only way for a fan factory to become bigger and stronger. You also said that in the past two years, there have been more and more fan factories and competition has become increasingly fierce. If you still stick to this acre of three-point land, you will be left behind by others."

Luo Yonggui nodded and said, "What you said is, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Fu Song said: "The domestic economy has not been very good in recent years, with excessive currency issuance and severe inflation. The rise in prices this year is just an appetizer. The trend of rising raw materials in the next few years will not change. Although everyone is the same and cannot escape, if you can control the production costs or even reduce them in this situation, that is your advantage."

Luo Yonggui asked in confusion: "How can the cost be reduced?"

In his opinion, there are only a few types of production costs, including raw materials, wages, water and electricity costs, factory rental fees, taxes and fees, which are all fixed. How can it be reduced?

Fu Song said: "You are talking about the total cost, but you can't just look at the total cost in a business, but also the unit cost. I'll do the calculations for you. There are more than 40 workers in your field now. We will round up and calculate 50, and each person's salary is 50 yuan..."

Luo Yonggui corrected: "Not so many, the average price is less than 40."

Fu Song smiled and said, "Okay, at 40 yuan, the annual labor cost is 24,000 yuan. The remaining miscellaneous expenses are 10,000 yuan, which is 34,000 yuan. How much does your fan factory produce in a year?"

Luo Yonggui said: "Last year, 300,000 jin of sweet potato powder, 250,000 jin of mung bean powder, and 50,000 jin of mung bean powder."

"Just count as 300,000 jin of sweet potato flour, these costs are spread out by one cent per pound per pound. If your output doubles, the cost of a pound of vermicelli is less than 6 cents. If you expand it twice, it will be less than 4 cents..."

"Oh, my Director Fu, can't calculate this!" Luo Yonggui was helpless, "Have you ever thought about it? If the output doubles, the salary will have to be doubled. You can't calculate it at 34,000, at least 50,000."

"This is the problem. You have 50 workers now, with a production output of 300,000 kilograms per year, and an average of 6,000 kilograms per person. To be honest, this production efficiency is too low. I mean, when you use machines and assembly lines, the efficiency can be at least quadrupled. The same output cannot be used for 50 people, and for 50 workers, the output will be quadrupled. Wouldn't this reduce the cost?"

"Use the machine?" Luo Yonggui took a breath and shook his head and said, "Not to mention whether the machine can work, how much does it cost to just buy a machine?"

Fu Song said: "The fans of machine-made fans may not be of good quality as handmade, but they will not be much different. Lao Luo, don't consider the money for buying a machine. I will ask you, if you use a machine, do you think there is any trouble?"

Luo Yonggui lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded vigorously, "If the output can really double, the cost of a pound of fans will be one cent less than that of others. There must be a big deal. Give me some time and I can squeeze the factory next to me to death!"

Fu Song smiled and said, "Then do you still feel that you can't be the leader?"

Luo Yonggui spread his hands and said, "Now it's all about paper talk. No matter how nice it sounds, it's useless to have no machine. Even if there are machines, it's a problem whether the fans who make it can pass."

Fu Song nodded and said, "Indeed, I'm stuck here now. Director Luo, if you want, let's cooperate."

Luo Yonggui had already expected it after hearing Fu Song say so much, so he was not surprised.

He is the village party secretary and the director of a fan factory. He can tell everything in the fan factory. If someone else talks about cooperation with him, he might have to go back and think about it carefully, but Fu Song is different. Luo has always been convinced of those who are capable.

However, after all, this is not a trivial matter, and the factory is not his own, so he asked, "How to cooperate?"
Chapter completed!