Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Dink's uncle lived in a squat gray building a few blocks from the museum. A tall man in a green uniform opened the doors. "Good evening, Mr. Duncan," the man said. "Hello, Roger. Kids, this is Roger Hobart." Uncle Warren put his hand on Dink's shoulder.

丁克的叔叔住在离博物馆几个街区远的一幢低矮的灰色楼房里。 一个穿绿色制服的高个子男人打开了门。 “晚上好，邓肯先生，”那人说。 “你好,罗杰。孩子们，我是罗杰·霍巴特。” 沃伦叔叔把手放在丁克的肩膀上。

"This is my nephew, Donny, and these are his pals from Connecticut, Josh and Ruth Rose." Roger smiled at the kids. "Welcome to New York," he said. "Will you watch their backpacks while we're out?" Uncle Warren asked. "I'm taking the kids for dinner. Any suggestions?" Roger rubbed his stomach. "How about the Panda Palace, for Chinese?" "Perfect!" Uncle Warren said. "How about it, kids?" "I've never eaten Chinese food," Josh said. "What's it like?" "Delicious, and there are about a million choices on the menu," Roger said. "All right!" Josh said. "I'm game," Dink said. "Me too!" Ruth Rose said. "Can we eat with chopsticks?" Uncle Warren laughed. "Of course!" They walked to a street called Broadway. The wide sidewalks were crowded with people. Lights began to come on in store windows. A man leaned against a building, playing softly on a saxophone. The saxophone case lay open at his feet.

“这是我的侄子唐尼，这是他在康涅狄格州的朋友，乔什和露丝·罗斯。” 罗杰对孩子们笑了笑。“欢迎来到纽约，”他说。 “我们出去的时候，你帮他们看一下背包好吗?”沃伦叔叔问。 “我要带孩子们去吃晚饭。 有什么建议吗?”罗杰揉了揉肚子。 “中国人去熊猫宫怎么样?”“完美!”沃伦叔叔说。 “怎么样，孩子们?”“我从来没吃过中国菜，”乔希说。 “它是什么样子的?”“很好吃，菜单上有一百多万种选择，”罗杰说。 “好吧!”杰克说。“我愿意，”丁克说。 “我也是!”露丝·罗斯说。“我们能用筷子吃饭吗?”沃伦叔叔笑了。 “当然!”他们走到百老汇大街。 宽阔的人行道上挤满了人。 商店橱窗里的灯光开始亮起来。 一个男人靠在一座建筑物上，轻轻地吹着萨克斯。 萨克斯管的箱子打开在他的脚边。

"Look!" Josh whispered. "There's money in that guy's case!" "If people like his playing, they give him money," Uncle Warren explained. He dropped a dollar bill into the case. The kids each dropped some change in, getting a smile from the sax player. "Here we are," Uncle Warren said a few minutes later. The Panda Palace had a shiny red

“看!”杰克小声说。“那家伙的箱子里有钱!”“如果人们喜欢他的演奏，就会给他钱，”沃伦叔叔解释说。 他往箱子里扔了一张一美元的钞票。 孩子们每个人都丢了一些零钱，萨克斯管乐手笑了笑。 “我们到了，”几分钟后沃伦叔叔说。 熊猫宫是闪亮的红色

door with fake panda bears standing on either side. A smiling host welcomed them to the restaurant. Two hours later, Josh leaned back from the table. "I'm stuffed!" he said. Their waitress brought the bill and placed a fortune cookie in front of each of them. "Inside these cookies you'll find a slip of paper telling your fortune," Uncle Warren said. "Some people think that if you eat the cookie, your fortune will come true!" "Can I save mine till later?" Dink asked. "My stomach is ready to bust!" "Good idea. We'll have the cookies at home," Uncle Warren said. He paid the bill, and they left the Panda Palace. "By the way, what were those black slimy things on my chicken?" Josh asked as they walked along Broadway. "Seaweed," Dink said. "No way!" "Donny is right," Uncle Warren said. "But seaweed is good for you!" "Good for fish, maybe," Josh said.

门的两边都站着假熊猫。 一位面带微笑的主人欢迎他们来到餐馆。 两个小时后，乔希从桌边向后靠了靠。 “我吃饱了!”他说。服务员拿来了账单，并在他们每人面前放了一块幸运饼干。 “在这些饼干里，你会发现一张纸条，上面写着你的命运，”沃伦叔叔说。 “有些人认为，如果你吃了饼干，你的好运就会成真!”“我能把我的留到以后吗?”丁克问道。 “我的肚子快要撑破了!”“好主意。 我们可以在家里吃饼干，”沃伦叔叔说。 他付了帐，他们离开了熊猫宫。 “顺便问一下，我的鸡肉上那些又黑又黏的东西是什么?”他们沿着百老汇大街走着，乔希问。 “海藻。”丁克说。“不可能!”“唐尼是对的，”沃伦叔叔说。 “但是海藻对你有好处!”“也许对鱼有好处，”乔希说。

It started to rain, so they walked quickly. At the apartment, Roger handed them their backpacks. "How was dinner?" he asked. "I ate black seaweed," Josh muttered. Roger grinned. "Good stuff, isn't it?" he asked. Uncle Warren and the kids rode the elevator to the tenth floor, then walked down the hall to a gray door. "Welcome to my little apartment," Uncle Warren said, and led them inside. Uncle Warren's living room was filled with old, comfortable-looking furniture. The carpet on the floor was thick and soft. Paintings hung on the white walls between overflowing bookcases. "Neat place, Uncle Warren," Dink said. "Thank you, Donny. Ruth Rose, you get the guest room," Uncle Warren said. "You two boys can share the fold-out sofa here in the living room." When they were all in their pajamas, they gathered around the dining room table to open their fortune cookies. "The oldest gets to read his first," Uncle Warren said, cracking open his cookie.

天开始下雨了，所以他们走得很快。 到了公寓，罗杰把背包递给他们。 “晚餐怎么样?”他问。 “我吃了黑海藻。”乔什喃喃地说。 罗杰咧嘴一笑。“好东西，不是吗?”他问。 沃伦叔叔和孩子们坐电梯到了十楼，然后穿过大厅来到一扇灰色的门前。 “欢迎来到我的小公寓，”沃伦叔叔说着，把他们领了进去。 沃伦叔叔的客厅里摆满了看起来很舒服的旧家具。 地板上的地毯又厚又软。 画挂在满是书柜的白色墙壁上。 “这地方真漂亮，沃伦叔叔。”丁克说。 “谢谢你，东尼。露丝·罗斯，你去客房，”沃伦叔叔说。 “你们两个男孩可以共用客厅里的折叠式沙发。” 当他们都穿着睡衣时，他们聚集在餐桌旁打开他们的幸运饼干。 “最大的孩子先读，”沃伦叔叔一边说，一边打开他的饼干。

He read his fortune silently, then laughed out loud. "Mine already came true. It says that I will meet nice people today, and I have!" "Me next!" Josh said. He broke open his cookie and pulled out the thin paper. He read out loud: '"Strange foods will please you.'" Josh made a face. "I already ate seaweed," he said. "I can't wait to see what's next!" "My turn," Ruth Rose said. She ate her cookie and looked at the fortune inside. "Oh, boy. This says I'll find treasure in unexpected places!" "Your turn, nephew," Dink's uncle said. "Then it's to bed for all of us. We have a busy day tomorrow." Dink cracked open his cookie and read his fortune to himself. "I don't get it," he said. "Out loud, Dink!" Josh said. Dink read: '"Your eyes will play tricks on you.'" His uncle smiled. "Right now, your eyes look pretty sleepy nephew. Off to slumberland!" After breakfast the next morning, Uncle Warren and the kids walked back to the museum.

他默默地念着自己的命运，然后大声笑了起来。 “我的梦想已经实现了。它说我今天会遇到很好的人，我也遇到了!”“我下一个!”杰克说。 他掰开饼干，拿出薄薄的包装纸。 他大声朗读:“奇怪的食物会取悦你。’”乔希做了个鬼脸。 “我已经吃过海藻了，”他说。 “我迫不及待地想看看接下来会发生什么!”“轮到我了，”露丝·罗斯说。 她吃了饼干，看了看里面的幸运。 “哦,男孩。这说明我会在意想不到的地方找到宝藏!”“轮到你了，侄子，”丁克的叔叔说。 “那么我们大家都该睡觉了。 明天我们会很忙的。” 丁克打开他的饼干，念着他的运气。 “我不明白，”他说。 “大声点，丁克!”杰克说。 丁克写道:“你的眼睛会捉弄你。’”他叔叔笑了。 “现在，你的眼睛看起来很困，侄子。 滚到梦乡去!”第二天早饭后，沃伦叔叔和孩子们走回博物馆。