Mǎ Chā Chā dǎkāi le nà běn shū. Shū lǐmiàn yǒu yì shàn mén. Mén shàng xiězhe: “Huānyíng láidào qíguài de shìjiè.”
Tūrán, yí ge shēngyīn shuō: “Nǐ hǎo, Mǎ Chā Chā.”
Mǎ Chā Chā kànjiàn yí ge nánrén, tóu shì yú, chuānzhe yí tào xīzhuāng. Zhège nánrén shì Yú xiānsheng, tā shì yí wèi lǜshī.
Yú xiānsheng shuō: “Zhè běn shū lǐ yǒu míyǔ. Nǐ xiǎng tīng míyǔ ma?”
Mǎ Chā Chā shuō: “Wǒ xiǎng tīng!”
Yú xiānsheng xiào le, shuō: “Míyǔ shì: Shénme dōngxi, yuè xǐ yuè zāng?”
Mǎ Chā Chā xiǎng le xiǎng, kěshì bù zhīdào dá'àn.
Yú xiānsheng xiào le, shuō: “Dá'àn mǎshàng jiù huì chūxiàn.”
Mǎ Chā Chā juéde hěn shénqí, yě yǒudiǎn hàipà.
Ma Chacha opened the book. Inside the book was a door. On the door it said: "Welcome to the strange world."
Suddenly, a voice said, "Hello, Ma Chacha."
Ma Chacha saw a man with the head of a fish, wearing a suit. This man was Mr. Fish. He was a lawyer.
Mr. Fish said, "There is a riddle in this book. Do you want to hear it?"
Ma Chacha said, "I want to hear!"
Mr. Fish smiled and said, "The riddle is: What thing gets dirtier the more you wash it?"
Ma Chacha thought and thought, but didn’t know the answer.
Mr. Fish smiled and said, "The answer will appear soon."
Ma Chacha felt amazed, and also a little scared.