"The human factor?"

Zhang Yun repeated it slowly, but obviously still didn't understand what it meant.

Zhao Zhuo went on to explain:

"You must know that now the entire Zhuoyun Company is combined, but there are thousands of people eating with us, and we have to take them into account.

You're right, since it's not profitable now, then suspend production, which is really the most economical thing for the company.

But have you ever thought that a cannery is nothing to us, but for the workers of the cannery, that's all they need to live?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun's expression became solemn, and she somewhat understood what Zhao Zhuo meant.

After a pause, Zhao Zhuo continued:

"Also, now that it's winter, it's about to be the New Year. As the year approaches, everyone needs money even more, and if we close the cannery, the workers in the canneyard will not have a good year."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun also nodded with a solemn expression:

"You're right, I didn't think it through before. When we do business, we really have to think about the workers."

After a pause, Zhao Zhuo nodded solemnly and said:

"So, not only can this canning factory not be closed, but it must expand production so that the workers can earn more money and have a good year!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I agree with you, but, after all, we are starting a company, not charity.

In order to make money for the workers, we will continue to open the canneries at a loss, and there is no problem with that.

However, if we expand production, this is a bit too reluctant, right?

After all, if nothing else, just producing so much inventory is a difficult thing to do."

Zhang Yun's statement is reasonable, after all, Zhuoyun Company is not a charitable foundation. As a company, there is a strict cost accounting to do things.

In Zhang Yun's view, for the sake of workers, there is no problem in continuing to work. However, it is somewhat difficult to continue to expand production.

And Zhao Zhuo couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhang Yun's words.

Looking at Zhao Zhuo's expression, Zhang Yun was puzzled:

"What, is there anything wrong with what I'm talking about?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded honestly:

"Yes, there's something wrong."

Then, in Zhang Yun's puzzled expression, Zhao Zhuo continued:

"When I said that I wanted to expand production, I didn't just want the workers to make more money, but I thought about how I could make the cannery really profitable."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun's eyes lit up suddenly:

"What, you've figured out a way? Tell me what you've come up with!"

If the canneries can turn a profit, then Zhuoyun can also make a profit, and the workers can also make more money, which is really the best of both worlds.

Zhao Zhuo's joking mind became active again.

I saw him smile and say:

"The way I just said is to expand production."

When Zhang Yun heard this, she couldn't help but glance at him:

"You're talking nonsense. If we can expand production, we will solve the problem, and I will arrange it without you saying it.

But as things stand, expanding production has no effect other than increasing inventories."

Zhao Zhuo shook his head slowly:

"I'm not talking about expanding the production of canned fruit."

"Isn't it expanding the production of canned fruit? Why, is it possible that you want to produce canned salted fish again?

You must know that canned salted fish can only be effective if it is taken to the Soviet Union, and no one in our Mukden will buy it at all."

Zhang Yun's ridicule is naturally about exchanging canned salted fish for trucks.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo smiled knowingly, and then continued:

"It's certainly not canned salted fish."

Zhang Yun's thinking is limited, and she was suddenly blinded by Zhao Zhuo.

"And what the hell do you mean?"

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly:

"Who says canned food has to be canned fruit or salted fish? Can't we do something else?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun fell into thought, and after thinking for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up:

"You mean to say..."

Then, the two said three words in unison:

"Canned meat?!"

After Zhang Yun said these three words, he immediately fell into a suspicious expression:

"Is this going to work? There is a difference between the production process and process of canned meat and canned fruit, and if we want to produce canned meat, we need to adjust the production line. It's a very troublesome thing."

Zhao Zhuo nodded:

"I know, but the trouble has to be adjusted, after all, how can we have money and not make money."

Zhang Yun smiled bitterly:

"Do you have money to make? How can you be so sure that we can make money?"

Zhao Zhuo smiled faintly:

"My reasoning is the same as your justification for saying that canned fruit doesn't make money.

Now in winter, it looks like the New Year is coming, and frozen pears have a market than canned fruits, so there are fewer people buying canned fruits.

But don't forget, when you visit relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, canned braised pork is a good thing, and it is a hard currency to take out and have a face! We took advantage of this time of year to sell canned meat, and it was definitely a sure thing."

In this era, although it is not difficult to buy meat, it is still difficult for most families to eat meat as much as they want.

Because of this, canned food made of pure braised pork has become a very good gift for visiting relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year.

After all, canned food is a thing that is shelf-stable and tastes very good, whether it is taken out to give away or kept at home to eat, it is okay, which fully meets everyone's needs.

But soon, Zhang Yun put forward her own idea again:

"However, in order to control the cost of canned braised pork, manufacturers often produce it directly from slaughterhouses or meat factories. We buy pork, and then we process it and canned it, and then the profit margin is very small."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo looked at Zhang Yun and didn't speak for a while.

Seeing Zhao Zhuo staring at himself like this, Zhang Yun couldn't help but ask suspiciously:

"What, what's wrong with what I said?"

Zhao Zhuo nodded, then said with a smile:

"I've noticed that your thinking is a little solid. Who says braised pork has to be braised pork? Isn't braised beef okay? Isn't braised lamb okay?

Braised beef and mutton, as long as the price is right, I'm afraid it's even more popular than ordinary canned braised pork, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun's eyes suddenly lit up:

"yes, I didn't think of that! With so many of our cattle and sheep, the cost can naturally be compressed to the minimum!"