Rise of the Argentine Empire

The two-month military training was 75% complete, nearing its end. Saint Hethere stood at the front, looking at this group of young men.

"They've gotten tanned and stronger." Saint Hethere had also improved a lot during the training. He had basically quit drinking. Looking at these soldiers, their complexions had gone from pale and sickly, some fat and some thin, to a uniform bronze. They looked energetic, and the weight loss effect was also good. Some in the team used to have protruding bellies, but now they were much smaller, while some of the thin ones had bulked up a bit.

Saint Hethere really wanted to say to them, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard," but considering the negative impact, he just silently recited it in his heart.

Their small goose steps were also quite decent. The Argentine military's goose step originated from the Third Reich. It's a bit exaggerated and not as good-looking as the Chinese version, but it's still pretty good. In military terms, they had a certain spirit. The Argentine army as a whole was still at its peak.

Recently, Saint Hethere had been paying less attention to physical training and had begun to shift towards cultural learning and development.

Besides folding blankets, it was goose-stepping, and then shouting slogans and singing songs every day. After that, they would organize and learn some simple military theory.

Saint Hethere also relaxed the control of the army a lot. More and more people in these troops were slacking off during training. The general goal had basically been achieved.

On August 1st, the preliminary work for the military competition was handed over to Aragon. Saint Hethere spent all day doing nothing and slacking off, working on his side business.

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The construction of the Plari Soda Factory No. 2 had officially been put on the agenda. The glass bottles were basically in place, stored in a nearby warehouse. The trial production was going well, but of course, the final equipment debugging still needed further work.

Now it was time to clean and renovate the factory buildings. The factory building rented this time was very large, which was conducive to the subsequent entry and upgrade of the product line.

It is said that this cattle farm raised more than 3,000 cattle at its peak, and this was still a relatively small cattle farm.

Nearby, there used to be a whole area of cattle farms, but under the pressure of high costs and intense competition, the cattle industry in Cordoba suffered a devastating blow. Cordoba's indoor farming industry could not compete with outdoor cattle farms.

Some migrated to Arrecifes City, the Gran Chaco prairie, where it was cheaper and there was an abundance of corn and alfalfa. Most of the local small ones went bankrupt.

The cattle farm that Saint Hethere rented was built indoors. The building structure was still good. It had been abandoned for four or five years. It was spacious and cheap, and it was right next to the Plari factory. Breaking through the surrounding wall would allow it to be incorporated into use.

Saint Hethere's funds were not enough to build a brand new industrial zone, so he could only use local materials. A brand new production method appeared in Cordoba, recruiting many former cattle farm workers, most of whom were in their thirties, unemployed and idle at home.

It cannot be said that Saint Hethere changed this suburban cattle breeding base, but it did allow them to regain their "confidence."

Cordoba lacks talent in the development of light industry and food industry. In two or three months, except for the factory director and salesmen, basically no particularly good employees were recruited.

Later, the cannery became a star enterprise in Cordoba. A reporter interviewed an employee supervisor named Marino Cochi.

Cochi said, "Originally, I was an employee in charge of the cattle farm. Every day, besides raising cattle, I was drinking. Later, the cattle farm went bankrupt. I wanted to find a job, but I found that I didn't have any work ability. I didn't expect that there was no place for me in the great Cordoba. Later, I got a little older, almost 40 years old, and I wasn't very eager for work. I just did some odd jobs for people, raised cattle, and really didn't like that kind of work. My family also disliked me very much. My three children were unwilling to be close to me."

Cochi still had regret in his eyes for that period of time.

"Later, I wanted to find a job, but I didn't want to leave Cordoba, but I was a little older and there was no work to do. I lay in the warehouse at home every day, or I went to drink with friends and spent all the family savings."

"Fortunately, there is no problem with eating in our country. Although I was anxious, I could only hide at home, until one day, my friend Tonatore Dichi, he said to me, hey, brother, I heard that a cannery has opened near Masaki Farm and is recruiting workers. Do you want to try it?"

Cochi paused for a moment, and his low voice suddenly became relaxed and happy.

"That was the day my fate changed. I still remember that day I specially shaved my beard for the interview, put on a denim jacket, and when I arrived at the factory gate, I hesitated a bit, but the security guard brother enthusiastically pulled me in. That was the first time I saw the boss. The boss looked quite young, greeted me to sit down, and asked me a lot of questions, which I answered one by one."

"Later, he told me, 'Coqui, can you come to work tomorrow? I'll give you a starting salary of 4000 pesos a month.' My God, 4000 pesos! You have to understand, back then, a relative of ours who graduated from university only made 3000 pesos a month in Buenos Aires." The boss even told me, 'Hey, Coqui, you should lose some weight.' He planned to have me train in the freight group first, and if I was suitable, I could go to other positions. After the interview, he even gave me two cans of food."

"The moment I walked out of the factory gate, I jumped up excitedly, almost dropping the cans. That was 4000 pesos! Back when I was working at the cattle ranch, I wouldn't even get 2000 pesos. 4000 pesos could buy my Anabella the doll she always wanted, and I could buy my sweetheart a bouquet of roses. Those cans were truly a delicacy. I only drank a sip of the syrup, and my family all smiled happily."

"After starting work at the factory, I resolved to lose weight. I quit beer, ran home after work, and worked hard. My relationship with my family also got better and better. Later, I got a raise, and eventually became a supervisor." Coqui had a bright smile on his face. The reporter looked at this burly, well-built employee of Praly, finished recording, and smiled, giving him a big hug.

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After many days of effort, the soda factory was on the right track. One-fifth of the open space in the factory building was already filled with machinery. San Jose invested 80% of the profits in the purchase of new equipment, which can be described as a desperate gamble.

The production is neither the country's most famous wine nor beer, but orange-flavored soda. Many people are waiting to see San Jose's joke.

San Jose doesn't have a formal position, plus the commander's special instructions, so no one is bothering him in this regard, allowing San Jose's expansion work to be done well.

More than twenty trucks of bricks and concrete were purchased from outside to reinforce the weak prefab houses. The floor was hardened, and more than 20,000 square meters of land were hardened to build the factory building.

In addition to keeping an eye on the factory building, San Jose had a little more money on hand. He not only paid attention to international events, but also paid attention to some domestic trends. Currently, the domestic turmoil has subsided a lot. The infighting between the city's defense forces and the national defense forces is also using a more peaceful approach, not like the previous years, with constant fighting and shooting.

This situation is a great thing for San Jose. The most feared thing in doing business is a chaotic world. San Jose considers himself not a hero, but just wants to make some small money, then go to college and become a small tycoon to enjoy life.

However, the idea of "Why shouldn't I be a king or general?" is constantly urging San Jose's laziness, and a sense of historical debt in life makes him finally have a strong interest in shaping the rise of a country and the revitalization of the economy.

What a divinely bestowed land this is! It reminds him of a joke: God loves Argentina so much that he gave Argentina everything, and then gave it the most incompetent government. Argentina has all the endowments to become a world power, but it has fallen so low.

Especially during military training, he also saw the army's spirit of desire, the spirit of the people, which gave San Jose some new ideas.

In starting a canned food and soda factory, he also saw other characteristics: ordinary people seeing the country's economy constantly declining, making it impossible for ordinary people to find work, and the disappointment of not finding a way out, indulging in drinking to escape reality, and the joy of finding work in a canned food factory.

Those nobles in the city are living comfortably, no matter how depraved and incompetent they are, they can still spend money like water. The former slave owners and compradors are still just wearing a different skin, sitting in the Senate and House of Representatives, talking about the country and deceiving ordinary people.

Local middle school students drop out of school and become gangsters to oppress local people.

Even San Jose himself is a city guard and occasionally uses his privileges to exercise his power.

San Jose also saw the shining points of this city. Uncle Chen and the others are hardworking and strive to make their families more prosperous.

The workers' happiness after finding a job, and the efforts of the salesmen to improve sales.

There is peaceful coexistence of various ethnic groups, and various military governments and civil governments are vying for power. Various ideas collide here, and various contradictions also converge here. When they can no longer be suppressed one day, it will be the source of chaos.

According to some newspaper information, the entire country's industrialization process has also been interrupted. During this period, starting a simple soda factory and canned food factory requires large equipment to be brought in from abroad.

The developed railway system has become dilapidated and has insufficient transportation capacity. It is still a backward steam locomotive. Moreover, the country's external environment is also very poor. There are very few connections with the United States and major European countries. In particular, the United States is suppressing the development of the two major South American countries, Brazil and Argentina. Argentina itself is not good enough, and now it can only play in its own little corner.

However, what makes San Jose a little strange is that, including San Jose's predecessor, they all have a good impression of the United States. Aragon only hates Brazilians. This propaganda is very impressive, so San Jose has to pretend to sell canned food using American technology, and it sells very well.

Setting up a canned food factory can only be implemented smoothly if San Jose personally takes charge. He also had to bribe that clerk 12,000 pesos to set it up. If Aragon hadn't stopped him, he would have almost beaten that guy. San Jose is a little fed up with these corrupt elements, but the national conditions are like this, and he is somewhat powerless.

Argentina is facing internal and external troubles. When the Cold War really starts, Argentina will also face the Soviet forces. San Jose truly understands that the New China led by that person is truly a god-like figure. He has experienced such small troubles, and the opponents are even stronger.

San Jose is also looking for some ideas to break the situation, at least to accumulate some initial capital through the soda factory and canned food factory.