The roasted medium-rare steak came up, the tender steamed fish came up, the roast chicken came up, Wei Anguo was really hungry, there was no pretentiousness in front of Yang Lin, he just ate it in a big gulp, and in the end, in order to deal with the roast chicken, he even started directly.

Eat when the food comes, drink when the wine is full, Wei Anguo completely let go, he doesn't understand why Yang Lin cares about a bad old man like him, but he also wants to open it, after all, even if Yang Lin asks him to kill people and set fires, Wei Anguo has to have this ability.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wei Anguo patted his round belly with satisfaction, he had never eaten so much since he entered the end of the world, let alone eating such a big meal in such a place.

A bottle of red wine is in the stomach, even if Wei Anguo's wine volume is good, it is inevitable that he will be in a trance.

"Say, young man, what do you want me to do? This meal is worth a lot of money, I know, but I'm an old man who can't carry it on his shoulders or carry it in his hands, and it's also a death to go to the battlefield, I really can't figure out what you want me to do, I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary old man" Wei Anguo said to Yang Lin.

"Are you an ordinary person or an evolutionary, it's nothing to me at all, it's just a matter of an evolution potion, I value you yourself" Yang Lin said to Wei Anguo.

"Oh? I don't know what else I can do, you can talk about it and see what I can do to help you," Wei Anguo said to Yang Lin.

"You are a scholar with extremely high learning and moral character, which is why I fancy you," Yang Lin said to Wei Anguo.

"Hahaha, young man, you're really joking, before the end of the world, my status as a scholar was able to make people invite me to a meal, but now, I really can't think of any use for the pen in my hand, use it to poke zombies?" Wei Anguo said with a wry smile that he had never been proud of his identity as a scholar, not before the end of the world, and even less after the end of the world.

"Maybe as you said, the pen in your hand is indeed not as good as a knife in front of zombies, but I don't want the next generation of children to only know how to use knives to cut zombies, can't count, can't write, and even forget the names, deeds, and culture of their ancestors need someone to inherit and carry forward, you may be the best candidate" Yang Lin said to Wei Anguo.

Wei Anguo, who had just picked up the wine glass and was about to take a few sips, shook his hand, and a few drops of red wine as red as blood dripped on his chest, as if it was oozing blood.

"What did you say?" Wei Anguo thought that he hadn't heard clearly, and asked Yang Lin, "I said, I want to rebuild an educational institution, please be the minister of the Ministry of Education" Yang Lin said his true thoughts directly to Wei Anguo.

"What! What did you say! Wei Anguo jumped up from his chair and looked at Yang Lin in disbelief, rebuilding educational institutions, this is not impossible, but it is not something that ordinary people can do, educational institutions can not only be done with manpower and material resources, this requires a huge number of teachers, financial support, and strong support from those in power.

"I'm telling the truth, and I hope you can seriously think about it, now on my territory, primary school education is popular, and there is also an old man with very high morals presiding, but that old man is inexperienced after all, he was only a principal before, and he doesn't have rich experience in higher education like you" Yang Lin said to Wei Anguo, the more Wei Anguo listened to Yang Lin's words, the more he felt that his heart was beating hard, and his intuition told him that what Yang Lin said was likely to be true.

"Who the hell are you?" Wei Anguo asked Yang Lin, and as soon as he heard this question, the waiter who was standing aside and was about to serve was also interested, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"There's nothing I can't say about this, my name is Yang Lin, I'm the head of Kyoto and Lu Province, that's my Yiyantang, and now the northern part of Xishan Province is also mine, I think the territory of two and a half provinces is a very difficult thing to do in this area of education, I don't allow human civilization to have a fault, we won't do the incomparably beautiful and majestic poems of our ancestors for a long time, if we don't recite it now, the greatest and most beautiful civilization in human history will be forgotten by us, and it will be a loss for all mankind, So I need a cultural inheritor to help me, Mr. Wei, would you like to be that person? Yang Lin asked Wei Anguo very sincerely.

After listening to Yang Lin's words, Wei Anguo picked up the napkin on the table and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then said, "Our ancestors are indeed the greatest people on this planet, our national liquid used to be the greatest nation, Chinese is the most complex and perfect language in the world, we have more than a dozen ways to express the same text, and we have more than a dozen ways to express the same text, but now we only have vernacular, and it is only vernacular, how many years have not produced a great poet, that is because no one will, There has long been a fault line in our culture, the new culture movement has defeated those decaying old cultures, but the essence of those ancient cultures has also been discarded, people no longer say what they do, but they will no longer chant poetry against it, I am heartbroken when I think of this, if God is willing to give me a chance to bring Chinese culture to the top of the world again, I am willing to give my life" Wei Anguo said as his eyes became red.

Yang Lin nodded silently, he felt that he had really found the right person, Wei Anguo was not only a university scholar, a great literati, but also a great national culturer, which was the best thing.

"Then, Mr. Wei's appointment as the Minister of Culture and Education of the New Era..."Yang Lin asked Wei Anguo.

"Huh? A New Era?" Wei Anguo is obviously very, very unfamiliar with the name New Era.

"Oh, the new era is my current sphere of influence, and it will continue to expand in the future" Yang Lin said to Wei Anguo, thinking of this Yang Lin couldn't help but have an almost crazy idea, that is, to really promote Chinese culture and spread it to all parts of the world, so that all the new survivors in the United States, the Sun Country, South America, Moscow, the Land of the Crescent, and Europe can learn Chinese and receive Chinese education, after all, Chinese is recognized as the most perfect language in the world, and this world is originally the survival of the fittest, Perhaps a hundred years from now, we will see the grand occasion when the whole world speaks a language, when a Chinese man is holding a blonde and blue-eyed Yanma and is chanting poetry, a bearded European man and a black man with a shiny scalp are bargaining fiercely in Mandarin, all the world's documents have been translated, and the voice of "the beginning of man, the nature is good" wafts in elementary schools all over the world.

Yang Lin shuddered, he felt as if he really had the ability to realize this crazy dream.

(End of chapter)