Things at the explosives factory have come to an end for the time being. We will see if we can fill up the entire production line tomorrow.
Mayor Cavo had left beforehand, and Saint Jose and Sean were having dinner.
"Boss, is this our goal for the next stage? This seems to be fireworks?" Sean held a piece of paper from St. Hesse with a confused look on his face.
"Yes, this is the goal of our factory in the next stage. At that time, a part of the production line will be specially designated on the other side to produce fireworks." Saint Jose said with a look of certainty.
There is no other way. Saint Jose does not yet have the talent to develop international trade with those mining companies, so it can only start with civilian fireworks.
The two of them were eating in the small canteen of the dynamite factory and chatting while eating. After a while, they discovered that Sean was actually a bit introverted, but he was also a somewhat capable person with high talents and talents in gunpowder.
"Sean, the current difficulty is temporary. You can temporarily assume the position of factory director. Then I will take you to get the big guy. You wait a moment while I get the big baby." Saint Jose wiped his mouth after eating. Go to the pickup truck.
Then he found two more people to help carry the wooden box from the pickup truck. Sean also finished his meal and watched the St. Jose performance.
St. Jose took a crowbar, opened the wooden box, and took out the big treasure in his mouth. Sean showed no expression.
"Sean, this is what we are going to build in the future. Let me show it to you first." St. Jose took out the accessories of a mortar and started to assemble it according to the same pattern.
"Boss, is this a mortar?"
"Yes, I asked people to purchase ordnance from the United States. The gift was just one gun without ammunition." This is true. Cross purchased it from an American arms dealer and gave it to him privately. For this reason, he was exported by the CIA and the United States. After asking the customs, they turned a blind eye because there was no gunpowder warhead. Moreover, the mortar was not a heavy weapon, so they only gave it away.
This is an 81mm medium-sized mortar produced in the United States. The gun consists of a gun body, a square base plate, a sight and an M-4 gun mount. It can be broken down into 3 pieces.
"It's a pity that there is no ammunition. Can you see if there is anything suitable that can be loaded in?" St. Jesus looked at Sean and said.
"Boss, are you really going to give it a try?" Sean was also a little excited. A cannon that can be aimed is much more interesting than an underground cannon that can only explode mineral deposits.
"Nonsense, this is definitely going to happen",
"Okay, boss, I'll get some gunpowder right away. No, I'll go to the workshop to get it." After Sean said that, he took an empty mortar shell from the wooden box and disappeared with a whoosh.
I saw him carefully taking out various raw materials from the special containers, taking apart the ammunition casings, filling them, and then sealing them.
He carefully brought the two cannonballs in front of Saint Hesse. A group of workers had gathered around him, and they were also watching Sean's performance happily.
St. Jose didn't know how to shoot mortars. He first found the English manual and translated it sentence by sentence for Sean, who then started to make the shells.
"Sean, find an experimental site and get a target."
"Yes! Boss,"
A group of people came to the testing site, and Saint Jose also guided them to adjust the position and angle based on the memory from the TV in his previous life, and then hid in the distance.
I saw Sean put down the cannonball and covered his ears. The cannonball walked to the outside of the target in a parabola, and then there was a huge explosion. Hey, it really went off, but it missed.
Sean is a pretty good guy. The explosives he fills can fly out. That's ok, Saint Jose just thought.
I saw Sean was stunned and fell to the ground. Saint Hesse hurriedly asked someone to rescue him. Fortunately, he was just a little tired. He said he was a little dizzy just now and the proportion of the shells was not controlled properly. The other one was not fired for the time being. .
Then he rushed to the wooden box, gently disassembled the cannonball, and mixed it up again.
"Boss, this should be fine." Then he made another parabola, perfectly focusing on the target, and the sound was not as loud as before, very accurate.
"Boss, what do you think of the power?" Sean rushed to the front of Saint Jose as if he was taking credit.
"Sean, have you ever fought this before?"
"Oh, boss, I read the information before when I was a city guard, but I didn't take action."
"Okay, it's not bad. Of course, this thing can't be produced until we have our own mechanical processing factory. For now, let's just make fireworks honestly."
"Boss, the fireworks are quite simple. They just need some other raw materials, such as paper tubes. Yellow mud is easy to handle."
"By the way, fireworks need to be made of copper, magnesium, potassium and other metals to make them look good." Appearance is justice. If we say that New China is the expert in fireworks, our ancestors are still good.
"Hey, old Sean can do it. Are you studying chemistry?"
"Boss, I graduated from Cordoba Vocational School. I know people who deal with these raw materials. I prefer physics and I know a little bit about chemistry."
"Okay, how about you go purchase some raw materials tonight? I'll arrange for the paper mill to produce paper tubes later, and get a batch of samples out tomorrow."
"It's not a big problem, it's just boss, you want to buy something." Sean twirled his fingers.
"Hey, how much does it matter? How much do you want?"
"If you want to buy more raw materials, you can buy a few hundred kilograms, but it still costs 50,000 pesos." Sean quickly said a number.
"Okay, wait a moment," San Jose counted out 50,000 pesos from the car and handed it to Sean.
After finishing all this work, Saint Jose left the dynamite factory without much trouble, planning to go back to Maria Town and ask the man-made paper factory to get some cardboard tubes and send them to the dynamite factory to watch the fireworks tomorrow night.
The production of firearms and ammunition requires more sophisticated equipment and a lot of assembly parts, which are not available yet. Mortars are easier, but of course not easy. We have to wait until we can build a seamless steel pipe factory. Today Taking out the m1 mortar was just a whim.
A mold factory is indispensable, and at least a complete forging machinery and other mechanical equipment are needed. St. Jose's container happens to have it, but it has not been debugged and assembled yet.
Various high-level skilled talents have been recruited from outside, but there is not much good news yet. There is a lack of talents. Maria Town is good at everything but has too few talents.
The team sent by San Jose has gone to Cordoba and neighboring places such as Rosario and Santa Fe to recruit mold talents with high salaries.
For this purpose, San Jose specifically called Lucifer in Santa Fe Province and asked him to recruit some people to bring over. Santa Fe Province is currently the second largest province in Argentina, and Cote Province is the third largest, and there are still many talents.
The Paraná River is Argentina's golden waterway, equivalent to the Yangtze River in New China. There are many industrial cities along the coast. Maria Town is a tributary of the Paraná River. Saint Jose is very confident in expanding Maria Town into a huge city. industrial city.
In the past, funds were limited, otherwise San Jose would have to quickly open a freight and passenger channel to Rosario. Now that it has money, it has asked people to identify suitable passenger ships to attract and receive talents from outside.
Otherwise, given St. Hesse's ambitions, it would be impossible for these machinery factories and future artillery factories to develop.
Although there is a saying that is bad, talent is indeed very important. Although Maria Town is relatively far away from the political center, it is not conducive to attracting more talents. The railway has too many limitations. Now it is not on time every day. This is quite helpless.
In the early stage, some workers did not live in Maria Town, so a passenger shuttle ship was very attractive. This was Saint Jose's idea, and the terminal was also stepping up its expansion.
Saint-Jesse has purchased the terminal and port and is preparing for a large-scale construction to transport more materials and external transportation, especially for future expansion. The current railway is still not enough, and it will carry out river-land combined transport, sea-land and river combined transport, It's very urgent.
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Saint Jose drove his pickup truck back to Maria Town. There seemed to be a lot more people in the town. When Saint Jose inquired, he realized that the talent had arrived.
These hundreds or thousands of people were all recruited by Lucifer from Santa Fe City. Some were needed by the beverage factory, and there were also non-local workers needed by the mold factory.
Because of the current turmoil in the national treasury, apart from Putrajaya, many new state-owned factories have stopped working and are on strike. Some people can go as far as Maria Town to make a living. Saint Jose also feels a little sad.
Now the Bilon government can no longer control the increasingly violent trade unions, and the military is also very dissatisfied. Bilon can still control the situation and suppress it, but the workers cannot go without wages.
Lucifer found more than a thousand workers from the factory in Santa Fe Province, chartered a ship directly, and gave Saint Jose a big surprise.
The new market opened up by Lucifer Miller has made Santa Fe Province the largest provincial market for selling soda besides the capital of Buenos Aires, and he has established a local distribution network, which has made Saint Jose very satisfied.
This time Lucifer personally led the team here, and also planned to report the work to Saint Jose in person.
Saint Jose also saw Mayor Covo, and next to him was Lucifer Miller, whom Cross was very optimistic about at the beginning.
"Boss, I have hired workers from Santa Fe Province this time... and the mayor of Cabo has already arranged for people to be diverted."
"Miller, you did a very good job, very good, I am very satisfied." St. Jose couldn't help but praise.
"Our machinery factory has been arranged to move in. You can arrange for someone to come to the machinery factory later to debug the machine and prepare for trial production."
"Okay, boss"
"Mayor Cavo, I'll take care of it first. After all, they are familiar with me."
"Okay, you go and do your work first"
Lucifer quickly divided the workers into two parts. The new beverage factory has been built, and the production line equipment transported from the dock has also begun to be debugged. Cross and Lucifer divided the work and quickly put things in place.
The new director of the mold factory was also selected. He is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He is handsomely dressed and has a burly build. His name is Louis Philippe. He is a relatively rare British descendant in Argentina, and he also gives Saint Jose some respect. Surprisingly, Saint Jose still trusts Lucifer's vision.
The well-dressed Philip shook hands with Saint Jose.
Said with a smile,
"Dear boss, it is a pleasure to work for you in the future."
"You are truly a gentleman that cannot be seen. If nothing else happens, we will establish a long-term relationship." St. Hesse responded with a smile.
"I hope so." He is really an elegant British descendant. Although he speaks Spanish, which is a bit weird. Unless necessary, Saint Jose generally does not speak Chinese or English easily anymore.
Well organized and quite reasonable.
"Cohen, your men are very capable," Mayor Cavo secretly gave a thumbs up.
"Yes, we need to raise their wages,"
"Hahahaha, that makes sense."
There are now 4 factory buildings and 3 dormitory buildings in the industrial park in San Jose, which are the first completed petrochemical plastic factory, plastic bottle factory, soda factory and newly designed mold factory.
More than a thousand workers were quickly arranged, with more than 800 people in the soda factory specializing in the production of soda for export, and more than 100 people in the mold factory for the first step of debugging and production.
The two of them have been able to work alone. In addition to the factory in Maria Town, San Jose now also has a textile and clothing factory and Prali General Factory in Kecheng, as well as a beverage factory that has not yet started production in Putrajaya.
The mold factory is mainly preparing to start producing its own simple production line, and it is also responsible for the reverse engineering of some parts to prepare for the later stage. For this reason, San Jose dismantled a production line imported from the United States and prepared to carry out a one-to-one replica. Know if it can be successful.
But for the gunpowder factory, the first task was to arrange the production of fireworks bases.
As long as the beverage production line can be self-sufficient, the next step will be a larger-scale mortar production line, food production line, and canning production line. Even if the quality is poor in the early stage, as long as the price is cheap enough, it can add some experience and lessons for subsequent research and development.
The expansion of the food industry cannot satisfy Saint Hesse. Machinery manufacturing, steel industry, chemical industry, and even military weapons must be able to produce alternative equipment in the future so that others will not choke their necks. This is also the experience and lesson of New China for future generations. .
Of course, it's too far to talk about this now. It depends on whether the mold equipment factory can be started.
The group was busy until the evening, and finally completed the basic debugging. Saint-Jesse announced that they would triple their wages tonight and treat them to a big meal. The equipment must be thoroughly adjusted and accommodation has been arranged.
The workers were also excited. After all, they had to travel so far away to work, and the higher the salary, the better.
Mayor Covo organized restaurants in Maria Town to cook for the sudden increase in workers.
Saint Jose also realized that he had not thought carefully, but Mayor Covo had thought more carefully.
By eight o'clock in the evening, all the machinery was debugged, the machines roared, and the workers cheered.
Special cold salt soda, roasted lamb, and various delicacies have been prepared.
Saint Jose, Lucifer, Cross, and Mayor Cavo were drinking and chatting happily at Mayor Cavo's house. Saint Jose made an exception and drank a little.
Today is indeed a good day, but the fireworks were not arranged in time, otherwise we could celebrate the opening of the new factory. Tomorrow is a bit uncertain, and the day after tomorrow should be available. After washing up, Saint-Jesse lay in bed thinking about it, and then fell asleep.
