Rise of the Argentine Empire

The next day,

Saint Hesser got up early, stretched his body, practiced a set of punches, and after washing up, under the arrangement of the butler,

he had breakfast with old Yef.

Old Yef's manor was very spacious, enough to accommodate dozens or hundreds of people.

The team that protected Saint Hesser last night also stayed here.

It used to lack popularity, but now it's much better.

Many places are a bit dilapidated, and the back garden hasn't even been taken care of much, with a lot of weeds.

Breakfast wasn't too rich, with bacon, cucumber, mate tea, baked potatoes, and canned meat and fish, and boiled corn, but no vegetables.

"I'm really sorry, this breakfast may not be very much to your liking."

"Actually, it's not bad.

Your canned fish is very good, and the price should still be quite expensive."

Saint Hesser remembered that he had considered making canned meat last year, but he hadn't taken action.

In addition to the lack of necessary equipment, there was also a lack of steel and stamping machines, so he still didn't have his own canned meat factory, which was quite a pity.

"This is indeed expensive.

It's produced by our country's canned meat factory, and the output is relatively small, even more expensive than river fish."

Old Yef opened the can and used a clean fork to pick up a piece, putting it in his mouth as if he were eating a delicacy.

"This is also because our country's industry is not developed.

In theory, fresh fish and meat should be about the same price as canned food."

Saint Hesser also ate a bite of canned fish.

The bones were a bit crispy, and the fish was salty and fragrant.

It would be nice to have white porridge, which would be perfect with it, so he had to take a baked potato and eat it with the potato.

"I heard that during World War II, American soldiers ate canned luncheon meat until they vomited, but the Soviets, British, and French thought it was a delicacy.

It's just starch plus some plants and minced meat mixed together.

What's even more surprising is that we Argentinians also think luncheon meat is delicious, and the price is even more expensive than beef and pork.

The same is true for canned fish.

My son in the United States doesn't eat it much, and the price is very cheap."

Saint Hesser picked up a corn cob and said casually.

"South Korea, where is that?

Is there such a country in the world?

I thought there were only thirty or forty countries in the world."

Old Yef was right.

After all, there are still many colonies that have not become independent.

Most Argentinians know the United States, Britain, Brazil, Uruguay, and Chile, which is considered good learning.

Most southerners don't even know Paraguay and Bolivia, which Saint Hesser discovered when he was at the University of Buenos Aires.

Many Argentinians don't even know where France and the Soviet Union are.

"It's a small country that has just been established.

Their population is larger than our Argentina's.

There are American troops stationed there, and then they invented a food called 'army stew,' a thick soup made by people clearing leftovers.

They mix luncheon meat with kimchi."

"God, is it still a country if there are American troops stationed there?

And what is kimchi?

I've never heard of such a food."

"Kimchi is a kind of oriental cuisine originating from the mysterious ancient China, but it was taken over by the Koreans.

Our country's pickled cucumbers are like that.

The raw material for kimchi is cabbage."

"New China, I know, the great power that defeated the Americans.

I learned about them from a 'New Argentinian Daily' newspaper.

That newspaper is very interesting, but unfortunately it's not published here.

We only have 'El Tribuno' and 'Salta Daily' here.

That newspaper always praises the Americans."

"I must try it when I have the chance.

We Argentinians are still too lacking in food.

I heard that Peruvians have many dishes, and even Brazilians have them.

For a foodie, this is very sad."

Saint Hesser almost couldn't help it and took a sip of mate tea to suppress it.

"You can plant more vegetables.

If you have time to come to Cordoba, you can see some great Chinese cuisine, Chinese food.

There's already a Chinatown there, and Cordoba's weather is very suitable for retirement, at least much better than the United States."

"To be honest, people in our country are too lazy.

I heard that the New Chinese are very hardworking.

Although we have the best granary in the world, we are still developing very slowly.

I think it's necessary to exchange pesos for something usable.

You know, the price of beef and pork has risen by half in a month, it's terrible."

Old Yef shook his head and sighed.

"I must go and see it when I have the chance.

I have to say that our Metán is quite lacking in delicious food, which has made me look a lot haggard.

I've been to Cordoba a few times, directly by train.

Maybe I can pass by there when I go to France."

"Okay, I'll leave you an address then.

You can mention my name, and you'll definitely be treated as a VIP."

"Exchanging pesos for hard currency is the right thing to do.

At least the peso will still fall a lot.

I have some news that the presidential palace has already printed a lot of banknotes."

Saint Hesser took a sip of mate tea and then asked,

"By the way, old Yef, is there any way for our factory to produce cement bricks?"

This was another purpose of his visit here.

"Cement bricks, are those bricks made of sand and cement mixed together?"

Old Yef's expression was a little dazed after hearing Saint Hesser's words.

"Yes, our town needs at least 20 million bricks."

Saint Hesser had someone in Maria Town estimate that to make the newly built houses strong and solid, at least 10,000 bricks would be needed for a one-story building.

Building 1,500 houses in the first phase would require at least 15 million bricks, plus others, 20 million bricks at the very least.

"Why waste cement on this?

It's better to fire red bricks.

Raw materials are everywhere, clay, shale, coal gangue, etc.

Then get a few crushers to crush them, mix and knead them, then mechanically press them into shape, and then throw them into the furnace to burn them.

They are strong and durable, and you can get materials locally, which is very convenient."

Old Yef seemed to know a lot about it.

"We don't have that much high-quality coal.

Coal gangue is everywhere, and so is clay and shale.

I'll help you build a big brick factory, producing at least 3 million bricks a month, and 100,000 US dollars will be enough."

"Then I'm very grateful to you.

The bricks and cement I need for building the new town are solved.

Now I just need steel bars.

As for those crushed stones, just crush and screen them."

"Crushed stones are everywhere.

I can't help with steel bars.

I don't know anyone in that field.

Only Buenos Aires has them."

"It's not too urgent.

They are only used when the roof is capped.

Now we just need enough red bricks and cement sand to start construction."

"These are all small things, Cohen.

I have to get busy.

I've already telegraphed the French, and I'll be taking a boat to France on the 15th of this month to negotiate.

You also arrange some manpower at that time."

"No problem, I'll arrange it.

When you go, please also inquire whether France has any steelmaking equipment for sale.

I want to prepare for a steel factory."

Saint Hesser arranged for manpower to monitor the whereabouts of the funds.

If it's suitable, he will continue to add funds.

The cement plant is better the bigger it is, and it's best to build one on the mountain myself to save on transportation costs.

"Okay, no problem, I'll take care of this."

"Cohen, what do you think about exchanging pesos for gold?

Gold is valuable, at least you won't lose money."

"Gold is okay, but I have a better recommendation.

If you have the channel, just exchange it for US dollars.

US dollars are actually more valuable."

If Saint Hesser remembered correctly, the value retention rate of the US dollar was very high, and it could also appreciate.

For a local tycoon like old Yef, it was a very good safe-haven asset, and it could even appreciate a lot.

If it were an ordinary Argentinian, he wouldn't have suggested this.

"Okay, I have to think about this carefully.

If what you said is true, this is simply a disaster."

Saint Hesser stayed with old Yef for another half day, leaving a few intelligence team members and squad members, before leaving here.

He had to go to Oran again.

There was a construction planner there who needed him to invite to the new town area to make a plan.

Saint Hesser could only say that he had a half-baked understanding of town planning.

Professional matters still needed to be done by professionals, especially building a new town in the plateau area, which was not so easy.

… …

In the afternoon,

Saint Hesser saw Custer Einfeld, who had come from Buenos Aires to this remote mountainous area.

“Hello, Saint Hethse Cohen, a small person in charge of Thunder Mining. Thank you for coming from the distant capital.”

“I'm also taking advantage of the holiday to earn some money. It just so happens that my hometown is here, and the price of the advertisement you posted is so attractive, so I came. My name is Kester Eiffelde, you can call me Eiffelde.”

“Holiday? Is it the winter vacation?”

“Yes, I am a teacher, to be precise, a teacher in the architecture department, majoring in urban construction.”

“That's great. It's a bit late today. Tomorrow, we'll go to the Potassium Triangle tomorrow.”

“No problem, Mr. Cohen, you are so young. I can't believe that such a young person has such a great魄力to set up a new town.”

“Eiffelde, have you had dinner yet?”

“I haven't eaten yet, my wife is waiting for me to go back for dinner.”

“Okay, you go back to eat first, then I won't bother you.”

Saint Hethse casually dealt with a meal at his residence, and then took out the newspaper from a few days ago and carefully read it, but there was not much important information.

He also took out the news report from the intelligence team, which was mostly trivial matters and not very important.

The intelligence team also sent some information about the construction engineering team, which has already started laying the foundation, as well as the application to purchase trucks for transporting various materials and exporting raw materials.

The next day, Saint Hethse and Kester took a car to the Potassium Triangle, and their relationship became much closer.

As the altitude increased, the plants became scarcer, changing from evergreen trees to shrubs, and then mostly meadows.

“Cohen, you also went to university in Bu City, or Bu University?” Kester looked surprised.

“Yes, I am a law student at Bu University, and I am twenty years old this year.”

Normally, in Argentina, twenty years old is already a sophomore or junior, but Saint Hethse was delayed for a while.

“No wonder, I am a teacher at the University of La Plata. I also graduated from Bu University, but I didn't pass the teacher's position at Bu University, so I had to go to the neighboring city. In this way, I am still your senior, more than ten years older,”

“Awesome, anyone who can become a university teacher is amazing, Senior Eiffelde.” Saint Hethse did not hesitate to praise him.

“Just call me Eiffelde, after all, it's been too long, and I'm doing things for you.”

Kester looked at the scenery outside the window and found that some Indian villages and tribes were a little different.

“Okay, Eiffelde, these villages are under the jurisdiction of Thunder Mining. They will become the townspeople of the new town in the future, and get out of barbarism and ignorance.”

At least for now, the Indian tribes in Argentina are indeed synonymous with backwardness and ignorance, even worse than the situation of the Gauchos.

“This Thunder Mining is really amazing. I have never heard of it before. I don't know who is so powerful to set it up. I heard that it has wiped out several gangs and small warlords in just over half a year.”

“It's okay, I know the boss, he's just a little handsome. By the way, our new town needs to be planned to accommodate at least 10,000 people.”

“Purely from the number, it's not much, but it's already a very large scale in the plateau area.”

“We need a reasonable plan here. Actually, the weather is not bad. A scale of 10,000 people is very large. Ucacaca is only five or six thousand people, and they are close to the railway.”

“Indeed, the new town is about 2,100 meters above sea level. In comparison, Ucacaca has better conditions. After all, it is an old town.”

“The most beautiful village there is Brumamarca from the colonial period, backed by the Seven Color Mountain. It is the battlefield of the ancient Inca Empire. I have to say that Thunder Mining has a good vision. Jujuy Province is the real mining capital.”

The team finally stopped at the Soul of the Wheels, and there were still some traces of shelling. The surrounding villagers were not greatly affected. They have accepted employment and are preparing to build a new town - Morado Quasi-Town.

Thunder Mining promised that all Indians who joined Morado Town would enjoy the opportunity for peaceful development, and would also bring education, medical care, and work.

The Indians of Argentina are a forgotten people. Saint Hethse tried to lead them to a new era. He even hoped that Morado Quasi-Town could become the largest Indian city in the future, allowing them to truly integrate into Argentina.

“In fact, they advocate freedom, are hardworking and brave, very similar to the New Chinese, very smart, but lack civilization. I mean modern civilization. Our country should not ignore these hundreds of thousands of Indian Argentines,”

Since the people in the Presidential Palace are unwilling to let them develop, I think Thunder Mining is also doing a good thing.

There are still many Indians in Argentina, and Saint Hethse himself has Indian blood flowing in him.

If a part of them can be united, it is also a force that cannot be ignored, at least much better than those plantation nobles. They still have no right to vote and are at the bottom of society, and even participated in some guerrilla armies in Bolivia.

“Our country must do something. If no one is going to do it, then we, Thunder Mining, will do it, even if the final result is not good.” Saint Hethse does not have a very solid base of support now.

The Gauchos are considered a part, and the Indians are also a good development object. He does not reject the development of civilization, allowing the Indians to completely integrate into the big Argentine nation.

Saint Hethse has already planned to organize a new team, an Indian team, recruiting many young and middle-aged villagers nearby.

“This is really exciting. I will measure it well. Since it is going to be big, it should be planned even bigger. How about a scale of 30,000 people? In fact, the conditions here are indeed good. There is a river, the climate is relatively mild, and development is also good, at least not worse than Ucacaca.”

“Our new town needs a medium-sized hospital, 3 elementary schools, 1 middle school, a stadium, a park, an industrial area, a police station, a post office, a fire department, a residential area, and several streets, etc., etc.”

Eiffelde also started surveying and mapping, appearing very excited. For a planning professional teacher, what could be happier than building a town.

Saint Hethse was also thinking about what the new town would be like at that time. To be honest, the conditions here are actually not bad. It belongs to the middle and low latitudes. Except for the winter when it is a bit cool, it is not hot in the summer.

Even now, it is only colder at night, and occasionally you have to cover yourself with a quilt, but the daytime is also a bit comfortable. Except for the lack of rainfall, this is a proper Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, with very good conditions. If there are enough people, developing into 50,000 - 100,000 is no problem.

“As long as the conditions are suitable, we will continue to expand at that time. We must leave enough space for development. This place is actually very suitable for summer heat, and will be a veritable tourist area in the future.”

“Is that so? Then I will reserve more space for development when I make the plan.”

… …

Eiffelde carried the surveying machine and kept testing and surveying, very professional.

Saint Hethse returned to the regional headquarters to see if there was a suitable place to set up a brick factory, which was also a very important task.

“Brothers, train up and complete the boss's task.”

“Understood!”

“Well, very energetic, keep it up.” Saint Hethse passed by the new training ground.

What a simple, boring and tasteless life. Saint Hethse also dismissed the servants sent by Guerrero and asked them to help at the cigarette factory.

“Boss, please take a look at these report telegrams that need your attention.”

“Okay, you go down and get busy.”

“Saint Hethse sat in the office and felt really bored. At best, he can become an excellent politician, too young and too proud.”

This is how Barrosa Zassidler evaluated Saint Hethse.

“In this matter, Saint Hethse is too impulsive, of course, I have no intention of criticizing.”

Zassidler said that Saint Hethse “can't hold his breath, relying on his youth.”

“Thunder Mining will be disbanded on the spot in the future, it's a big hole.”

“You're so dramatic.”

“This is normal, but Thunder Mining has used critical hits, investments and other methods to get a lot of things done.”

Pandemonium.