Chapter 9 15/16/17/18/19

"This room is a very important room!" Mr. Wonka introduced too loudly. He took out a large bunch of keys from his pocket, and stuffed one of the keys into the keyhole on the door. "This is the heart of the whole factory, the heart of the whole business! How beautiful! I must make all my rooms extremely beautiful! I will not allow ugly places in the factory! Now, let's go in But please take care, dear children! Don't be fussy, and don't get carried away with excitement! Keep calm!" Mr. Wonka opened the door, and five children and nine adults crowded in. —Ah, what a dazzling beauty was before their eyes!

There was a most lovely valley under their eyes.There are green grasslands on both sides of the valley, and a big brown river flows at the bottom of the valley. Far more than that, there is a huge waterfall rushing down in the middle of the river - there is a steep cliff there, and the waterfall is like a white train rolling down the steep wall, forming a surging waterfall in the river. whirlpool A cloud of water vapor. This waterfall forms a most spectacular scenery.Just below the waterfall, a lot of huge glass pipes come down from somewhere on the roof and into the river.The pipes were big enough, there were about a dozen of them in all, and they were pumping the brown, viscous water out of the river and sending it to God knows where.The pipes were all glass, so that the water could be seen tumbling through them, and the noise of the pipes pumping water could be heard through the noise of the waterfall.

The river was lined with beautiful trees and shrubs—weeping willows and alders, and tall rhododendron bushes bursting with peach, scarlet, and fuchsia.Thousands of buttercup plants grow on the lawn. "Look!" cried Mr Wonka, dancing and pointing at the great brown river with his gold-capped cane. "That's all chocolate! It's the best quality hot chocolate solution flowing in the river. The best quality." Enough chocolate solution to fill all the bathtubs in the country! Enough to fill all the swimming pools! Amazing enough? Look at these tubes of mine! They pump up the chocolate solution and send it all over the plant, Serving those workshops! Dear boys, moving thousands of gallons per hour! Thousands of gallons!"

The children and their parents were too surprised to speak.They were stunned and confused at the same time, it was so unimaginable that they all stared there. "That waterfall is of the utmost importance!" went on Mr Wonka. "It stirs the chocolate, stirs it up! It hits the river of chocolate, thins and froths it! There is no factory in the world that stirs the chocolate with a waterfall! However, this is the only way to whip the chocolate just right! That's the only way! Do you like these trees of mine?" he asked aloud, pointing with his stick, "Do you like these lovely bushes of mine? Don’t you think they’re beautiful? Tell you I hate ugly things! Of course they’re all edible! Made of all kinds of delicious things! Do you guys like my grass? Like mine Grass and buttercup plants? My dear little ones, the grass under your feet is a candy I just invented, a new variety of peppermint fudge! I call it Spizzi! Pick a leaf and taste it! Please! It tastes great!"

Everyone stooped involuntarily and plucked a blade of grass—everyone picked one, but Augustus Gloop picked a handful. And Viole Beauregard took the world-record-breaking piece of gum out of her mouth and stuck it carefully behind her ear before chewing on her blade of grass. "It's delicious!" whispered Charlie. "Grandpa, it tastes really good, doesn't it?" "I could eat the whole meadow!" said Grandpa Joe, grinning with delight. "I could get on all fours like a cow and eat the leaves of this meadow!" 'Try the buttercup! ' exclaimed Mr Wonka, 'they're even better!'

Suddenly, there was a loud cry of excitement, which came from Veruca Salter.She was pointing frantically across the river and shouting: 'Look!look there!What's that? He's moving!he is walking!That's a villain!A little man!Right under that waterfall! " All the people stopped picking buttercups, and all looked towards the opposite bank with wide eyes. "She's right, Grandpa!" cried Charlie. "That's a little man! See?" "I see, Charlie!" said Grandpa Joe excitedly. At this time, all the people shouted in unison. "There are two!"

"My God, there are two!" "More than two! There's one, two, three, four, five!" "What are they doing?" "Where did they come from?" "Who are they?" The children and their parents ran to the river to get a better look. "It's incredible!" "It's not even up to my knees!" "Look how weird their long hair is!" The little people—they were smaller than medium dolls—stopped what they were doing and also looked at the visitors on the other side of the river.One of them pointed at these children and whispered something to the other four people, so the five people roared in unison.

Laugh out loud. "They can't be real people," said Charlie. "Of course they are real people," replied Mr Wonka. "They are Oompa-Loompa." "Ompa-Loompa!" cried all the people, "Ompa-Loompa!" "It was imported directly from Lompa Country," said Mr Wonka proudly. "There's no such place," said Mrs. Salter. "I'm sorry; my dear lady, but..." "Mr Wonka," cried Mrs Salter, "I'm a geography teacher..." "Then you will know all about it," said Mr Wonka. "Oh, what a dreadful country it is! There are thick jungles there, and the most dangerous animals in the world are haunted in the jungles, and what else is there?" Nor--there were Horned Beasts, Horn-nosed Beasts, and Thick-skinned Horrible, Wicked Beasts; one Pachyderm would eat ten Oompa-loompas for a single breakfast, and no more Will fly back for a second meal. When I got there, I found these poor Oompa-loompas living in tree houses. They had to live in tree houses so they could escape Pachyderm, horned and giant-nosed monsters. They survived by eating green caterpillars. The smell of green caterpillars was so confusing that the Oompa-Loompa climbed from this tree to The tree looks for other things and smashes them with the green caterpillars so it tastes a little better - things like red beetles, eucalyptus leaves, and bang bong bark, which are all bad , but not as disgusting as green caterpillars. Poor little Oompa-Loompas! Their favorite food is cocoa beans, but they can't get them. One Oompa-Loompa a year You'd be lucky to find three or four cocoa beans. Oh, they're so hungry for cocoa beans, they dream about cocoa beans all night and talk about cocoa beans all day long. Just to an Oompa— When a Lompa mentions the word 'cocoa', his mouth waters. Cocoa beans," Mr Wonka continued, "grow on the cocoa tree, and that's what all chocolate is made from. You can't make chocolate without cocoa beans, cocoa beans are chocolate. Countless cocoa beans are used in my factory every week; so, my dear children, when I found these Oompa-loompas went crazy I climbed up the tree to their treehouse village, and I stuck my head through the door of the tribe leader's treehouse. The poor little thing looked so skinny, he was starving to death. Sitting there, trying to eat a pot of smashed green caterpillars, otherwise he will faint from hunger. 'Hey' I said (not English but Oompa-loompa of course>, 'Listen, if you could come to my country with your people and live in my factory, you could eat as much cocoa as you wanted! There are mountains of cocoa in my warehouse! You can have cocoa beans for every meal! You can eat as much as you want! I can pay you in cocoa beans if you want!'

"'You mean what you say?' asked the Oompa-Loompa chief, jumping up from his chair. "'Of course it's true,' I said, 'and you can have chocolate too. Chocolate tastes better than cocoa beans, because chocolate has sugar and milk added to it.' "The little man yelled with joy and threw his pot of rotten green caterpillars out of the treehouse window. 'That's it!' he said loudly, 'Quick! Let's go!' "So I shipped them all, the whole Oompa-Loompa men, women and children. It was easy, I put them in a big container with a few holes in it so they all arrived safely .These Oompa-Loompa are really good workers and they can speak English now. Also, they can sing, dance and compose songs. I think you can hear some good songs from time to time today. But I have to warn you, they are also very naughty and joking, and they still wear the same clothes they wear in the jungle, and they won't change. You have seen the men on the other side of the river in buckskins, The women cover themselves with leaves, and the children are all naked. The women use fresh leaves every day..."

"Daddy!" exclaimed Veruca Salter (the girl who can get what she wants), 'Daddy, I want an Oompa Loompa!I want you to get me an Oompa-loompa!I want an oppa-loompa right away!I'm taking him home!Go, Daddy!Get me an Oompa-Loompa! " "There, there, my darling!" her father urged her. "We shouldn't interrupt Mr Wonka." "I want an Oompa-Loompa!" Veruca cried. "Okay, Veruca, all right. But I can't get you one right now, be patient, and I think you'll have one when the visit is over." "Augustus!" cried Mrs. Gloop, "Augustus, my darling, don't do that." As you may guess, Augustus has sneaked down to the river , he knelt on the bank of the river, desperately scooping up the liquid chocolate with both hands and pouring it into his mouth.

Mr Wonka turned and saw what Augustus Gloop was doing and cried out, "Oh no! Please don't do that, Augustus, don't do that! I beg you, don't do that .My chocolate must not be touched by hand!" "Augustus!" cried Mrs. Gloop, "didn't you hear the gentleman? Get off that river at once!" "It's delicious!" said Augustus, not listening to what his mother or Mr Wonka were saying. "Gosh, I need a pail so I can have a good meal!" "Augustus," cried Mr Wonka, hopping to his feet, waving his cane, "you must get out of there. You've spoiled my chocolate!" "Augustus!" cried Mrs. Gloop. "Augustus!" cried Mr. Gloop. But Augustus couldn't hear anything else, only to satisfy the needs of his big belly.At this time, his whole body was lying on the ground, his head stretched out to the river, licking and eating chocolate like a dog, Augustus! exclaimed Mrs. Gloop, "you're going to make a fool of yourself in front of millions of people all over the country!" " "Look out, Augustus!" cried Mr. Gloop. "You're leaning too far!" Mr. Gloop is absolutely right.Suddenly there was a scream, followed by a "boom," and Augustus Gloop fell into the river—in an instant he was lost in the brown water. "Help him!" cried Mrs. Gloop, waving her umbrella, pale. "He's drowning! He can't swim! Help him! Help him!" "My God, ma'am," said Mr. Gloop, "I ain't going to get in there! It's my best suit!" Augustus's face was exposed on the river, all covered in brown chocolate.He screamed, "Help! Help! Help! Pull me out!" "Don't just stand there!" Mrs. Gloop screamed at Mr. Gloop. "Just figure it out!" "I'm trying to figure it out!" replied Mr. Gloop, who was taking off his jacket to jump into the chocolate river.But while he was undressing, the poor boy was being sucked closer to the mouth of a big pipe that was shaking in the river to extract chocolate, and the strong suction finally sucked him over. , he was drawn off the surface of the river and sucked into the pipe.Everyone on the bank watched with bated breath for where he would appear. "There he is!" someone yelled, pointing upward. Indeed, since the tubes were all made of glass, one could clearly see Augustus Gloop flying head-first like a torpedo. "Help! It's murder! Police!" screamed Mrs. Gloop. "Augustus, be right back! Where are you going?" "It's unbelievable," said Mr. Gloop, "that it's such a big tube that he could go through it." "It's not big enough!" said Charlie Bucket. "My God, look! He slowed down!" "Not bad!" said Grandpa Joe. "He's gagging!" said Charlie. "I think so!" said Grandpa Joe. "Jesus, he's blocked!" said Charlie. "That's his stomach gagging him!" said Mr. Gloop. 'He blocked the whole pipe! said Grandpa Joe. "Smash the pipe!" cried Mrs. Gloop, still waving her umbrella. "Augustus, come out now, people below can see the chocolate solution in the pipe rustling around the child, and quickly formed a hard ball behind him, impacting this obstacle, the impact force is too great When it gets too big, there is always one side that has to give in. Indeed, one side has backed down, and that is Augustus. With a boo-sound, he shot out again like a bullet in a gun chamber! "He's gone!" cried Mrs. Gloop. "Where does that pipe lead to? Quick! Call the fire brigade!" "Calm!" cried Mr Wonka. "Don't get excited, dear lady. Please keep calm. There is no danger! There is no danger at all! Augustus is only going on a little trip, a very interesting one." Little trip. He'll come out of that tube safe and sound, you'll see." "How could he get out of that tube unharmed!" exclaimed Mrs. Gloop, angrily. "He'll be in marshmallows in five seconds!" "No way!" cried Mr Wonka. "It's unthinkable! Incredible! Absurd! He'll never be made into a marshmallow!" "Why, I ask, is it impossible?" exclaimed Mrs. Gloop. "Because that pipe goes right where it is! That pipe - the one that sucks Augustus in - leads right into the room where I make the most delicious Strawberry Chocolate Fudge s room……" "Then he'll be in strawberry chocolate fudge!" screamed Mrs. Gloop. "My poor Augustus! He'll be sold by the pound all over the country in the morning." !" "That's right!" said Mr. Gloop. "I know I'm right," said Mrs. Gloop "This is no joke," Mr Gloop said. "But Mr Wonka doesn't seem to think so!" exclaimed Mrs. Gloop. Laughing! You're a cruel man!" she shrieked, pointing her umbrella at Mr Wonka as if to poke a hole in him with it. "You think it's funny, don't you? You think it's funny how my baby gets sucked into your fudge room like that?" "There's absolutely nothing wrong with him," said Mr Wonka, with a quick chuckle. "He's going to be a chocolate fudge!" shrieked Mrs. Gloop. "Absolutely not!" cried Mr Wonka. "Of course it will!" exclaimed Mrs. Gloop. "I will never allow this to happen!" Mr Wonka also shouted. "Why not?" Mrs. Gloop still screamed. 'Because it would make the fudge taste awful,' replied Mr Wonka, 'and imagine what that would taste like! Delicious Augustus fudge!No one is going to buy it! " "Most people will buy it!" exclaimed Mr. Gloop angrily. "I don't want to think so!" screamed Mrs. Gloop. "Me too," said Mr Wonka, "I assure you, ma'am, that your child will be all right." "If there's absolutely nothing wrong with him, where's he?" snapped Mrs. Gloop. "Take me to him now!" Mr. Wonka turned around, tap, tap, big tower, and twitched his fingers three times.Immediately an Oompa Loompa appeared, out of nowhere, and stood beside him. The Oompa-Loompa bowed and smiled, showing his beautiful white teeth.He was ruddy and fair-skinned, with golden-brown hair, just over Mr Wonka's knees, and his clothes were a plain buckskin that fell from his shoulders. "Listen!" commanded Mr Wonka, looking down at the little figure, "I want you to take Mr and Mrs Gloop to the fudge room and help them find their son Augustus. The tube sucks up there." · The Oompa-Loompa glanced at Mrs. Gloop and burst out laughing. 'Oh, be quiet! "Mr. Wonka said; "Restraint, don't be so presumptuous!"Mrs. Gloop didn't think it was a ridiculous thing at all! " "You can say that again!" said Mrs. Gloop. 'Go to the fudge room at once,' Mr Wonka told the Oompa-Loompa, 'and when you're there, poke a long stick into the vat of mixing chocolate. I'm almost sure you'll Find him there. But you'd better watch! If you leave him too long in that vat of mixing chocolate, he risks being sent into that steamer of fudge It's going to be a real disaster, isn't it? I can't eat my fudge at all!" Mrs. Gloop let out a squeak of exasperation. "I'm joking," said Mr Wonka, puffing up his beard and giggling delightedly. "I was just rambling, forgive me, I'm so sorry. Good-bye, Mrs. Gloop! Good-bye, Mr. Gloop! See you later..." After the Gloops had hurried off with their little escort, the five Oompa-Loompas on the other side of the river suddenly began dancing and dancing, beating furiously on many very small drums, "Augustus Gloop!" they chanted, "Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!" "Grandpa!" cried Charlie. "Listen! Grandpa! What are they doing?" "Hush...!" whispered Grandpa Joe, "I think they're going to sing us a song!" The Oompa Loompas sang: "Augustus Gloop! Stinky Gustas Gloop!Augustus Gloop! The most greedy big fool! How long do we have to wait before this bad boy go wolf and enjoy Everything he wants to eat? Great Scott!This is absolutely not possible! No matter how long this greedy pig lives, we are sure he will never bring a little to anyone Happy and cheerful. . So we have to do this, we gently reach out; Be careful with this bad doll, change him, Become a puppet or a ball, Or become a marble or a Trojan horse, That way everyone will be happy. Of course this nasty kid It's so distasteful, So greedy, stupid and ignorant he left in our mouths The most disgusting taste ever.let's hurry up Get something, anything, Take this nasty smell away. 'come! ' we cried, 'the time has come, Get him out of that pipe quickly! He must go!Must go! Before long he will see, in the room he arrived in There's something hilarious about it. Don't get excited, dear children, Augustus Gloop won't hurt. Of course we have to admit He needs to make a change. Waiting for him to pass that fudge machine, He will become different from the original: Slowly the flywheel turns, turns, Gears meshing and booming, A hundred blades whirl and whirl, We add sugar cream and spices, Boil him for more than a minute; until we are sure, all the greed all the shortcomings This time it will be boiled clean forever, Then he will come out!what!Thank goodness! A miracle has been created! This boy, he used to be just an unpopular, greedy and unpopular guy, but now everyone loves him! because who hates or complains How about a delicious marshmallow?” "I told you they love to sing!" cried Mr Wonka. "Aren't they very pleasant? Aren't they very attractive? But you mustn't believe a word they say. It's nonsense , all of them!" "Are these Oompa-loompas really kidding, Grandpa?" Charlie asked. "Of course; they were joking," answered Grandpa Joe, "they must be. At least I hope they are, don't you?" "Let us go!" cried Mr Wonka. "Don't dawdle! Come with me into the next room! Don't worry about Augustus Gloop. He will be all right. That's it. Pick up Bian and we'll start our boat tour! Look, here comes the boat!" And then a mist rose over the great hot chocolate river, and suddenly out of the mist came the most wonderful peach-colored boat!This is a spacious rowing boat with a high bow and a high stern, just like a Viking ship in the 1980s and 1000s. The hull is pink; The boat looked like it was made of bright pink glass.There were many oars strung on either side of the boat; as the boat drew nearer, those on shore could see that each oar was being drawn by a group of Oompa-Loompas—at least ten on each oar. "This is my private yacht!" exclaimed Mr Wonka, his face beaming. "I hollowed out a huge piece of hard candy to make this boat! It's so beautiful! Look how beautiful it is by the waves." How proud!" This shiny pink hard candy boat slowly pulls up to the shore.A hundred oompa-loompa rest their oars and stare wide-eyed at the visitors.Suddenly, for some reason they knew well, they burst out laughing together. "What's so funny?" asked Viole Beauregard in great perplexity. "Oh, don't mind them!" cried Mr Wonka. "They're always laughing! Everything is funny to them! Come on board, everybody! Come on!" When all were safely aboard, the Oompa-Loompa rowed away from the shore and began to row rapidly down the river. "Hey, watch out, Mike Teavee!" cried Mr Wonka. "Please don't lick the boat! It'll be sticky!" "Daddy," said Veruca Salter, "I want one of these boats! I want you to buy me a big pink hard candy boat, exactly like Mr Wonka's boat! I also want Lots of oompa-loompas to row me, and I'll have a chocolate river, and I'll... I'll..." "She needs to be taught a lesson not to be so self-willed," whispered Grandpa Joe to Charlie, the old man sitting in the back of the boat, with little Charlie beside him.Charlie held on tightly to his grandfather's bony hand.He was dazzled and excited.Everything I've seen so far - this river of chocolate, the waterfall, Those giant pipes, the green peppermint lawns, the Oompa-loompas, this beautiful big pink ship, and especially Mr. Willy Wonka himself—it was all amazing, and he started I feel that there can be nothing more amazing in the world than all this.Where are they going? What else can I see? I really can't imagine what else will appear in the next place? "That's wonderful, isn't it?" said Grandpa Joe, grinning at Charlie. Charlie nodded and smiled at the old man too. Mr Wonka was sitting on the other side of Charlie, when suddenly he reached into the bottom of the boat, took out a large cup, and dipped it into the river to scoop it up.Picked up a full glass of chocolate solution and handed it to Charlie. "Drink it," said he, "and it will do you good! You look so starving!" Then Mr Wonka took out another cup, took another cup, and handed it to Grandpa Joe. "You have a drink, too," he said. "You look like a skeleton! What's the matter? Hasn't your family run out of food lately?" "Not anymore," said Grandpa Joe. Charlie put the cup to his mouth and the warm, rich, creamy chocolate slid down his throat into his empty stomach, and he felt so good from head to toe that he shivered with joy. "Like it?" asked Mr Wonka. "Oh, it's delicious!" said Charlie. "This is the best, creamiest chocolate I've ever tasted in my life!" said Grandpa Joe, smacking his lips. "Because the chocolate is churned by the impact of the waterfall," Mr Wonka told him. The boat went down the river quickly.The river began to narrow a little bit, and a dark tunnel appeared in front of it—a large round tunnel, like a huge pipe—the river went straight through this tunnel, and the boat entered the tunnel. "Row!" cried Mr Wonka; he jumped to his feet, waving his cane. "Full speed ahead!" The Oompa Loompa rowed even faster, and the boat shot into the dark tunnel like an arrow, and all the passengers screamed excitedly. 'How could they see where it was rowing?" asked Violet Beauregard in the darkness, startled. "No telling where they're going!" cried Mr Wonka, laughing ho ho ho, "No one knows Where are they going! No telling where they went, I don't know where the river is going! It was pitch black, The danger must be increasing, The river flows and flows, no sign It shows that the river is slowly flowing..." "He's gone crazy!" shouted a father in front, and the rest of the parents were also terrified and shouted, "He's gone crazy!" "He's so stupid!" "He's crazy!" "He's abnormal!" "He's so weird!" "He's crazy!" "He's crazy!" "He's so stupid!" "He's too arrogant!" "He's so weird!" "He's totally freaking out!" "He's a madman!" "He's an idiot!" "No, he's nothing, he's perfectly normal!" said Grandpa Joe. "Turn on the lights!" cried Mr Wonka.Suddenly, the lights came on, lighting up the whole tunnel like daylight, and Charlie saw that they were indeed in a huge tube, the walls of which were white and spotless.The chocolate river flowed very fast in the pipe, and the oompa-loompa rowed furiously again, and the boat was now moving like an arrow off the string.Mr Wonka was bouncing in the stern.Shouting to the rowers to speed up their paddles.It seemed that he was very fond of sitting in a pink boat, flying down a chocolate river through a snow-white tunnel, clapping his hands, laughing, and glancing at his passengers from time to time to see if they were Had as much fun as he did. "Grandpa, look!" cried Charlie, "there's a door in the wall!" It was a green door.Embedded in the tunnel wall, it just ends at river level.They passed by just in time to read the writing on the door, which read: Pantry 04, all kinds of creams—whipped cream, whipped cream, violet cream, coffee cream, pineapple cream, vanilla cream, hair cream. "Hair cream?" cried Mike Teavee, "how can you use hair cream?" "Draw!" cried Mr Wonka, "no time for stupid questions!" They sped through a black door; it read: Storage Room 71.Whisks - Various models and sizes. "Whip!" exclaimed Veruca Salter, "for God's sake, what are you doing with a whip?" "Whipping cream, of course," replied Mr Wonka, "how can you whip cream without a whipper? Throwing cream that has been whipped through a whipper isn't whipping cream at all. It's as if it wasn't in the dark Eggs stolen from the forest at night are no poached eggs! Swipe!" They passed a yellow door that read; Storage Room 77 - Beans of all kinds; Cocoa Beans, Coffee Beans, Colloidal Beans, Hayes Beans. ． "Hayes beans?" exclaimed Viengler Beauregard. "Forget it!" said Mr Wonka, "no time for discussion! Quick, quick! Five seconds later, with a bright red door in front of him, he suddenly called out, waving his gold-tipped walking stick , "Stop the boat! " When Mr Wonka called "Stop the boat!" the Oompa-Loompa plunged their oars into the water and rowed furiously backwards, and the boat stopped. The Oompa-Loompas parked their boats by the red hour door, on which was written: Invention Room - Secret No Entry.Mr Wonka took a key from his pocket, leaned over the boat; and slipped the key into the lock. "This is the most important room in the whole industrial complex!" he said. "All my most secret new inventions are developed here! If old Fickelgruber can stay here for three minutes, even Knocking out his front teeth and he'd love it too! That's what Prudnos and Slugworth and all those lying chocolatiers would love to do! But listen now! You don't mess with stuff when you're in Mess, don't touch anything, don't play with anything, don't taste anything! Can you do that?" "It can be done, it can be done!" cried the children, "We won't touch anything!" " "Until now," said Mr Wonka, "no one, not even an Ompa-Lopam, has been allowed in!" He opened the door and stepped over the side into the room.Four children and their parents rushed in after him. "Don't touch it!" cried Mr Wonka, "and don't knock anything over!" Charley Bucket stared about the huge room with wide-eyed eyes.It's like a witch's kitchen here!Surrounded by all kinds of black metal pots, these pots are "booming" on the huge electric stove, there are also steaming boilers, pans, and clanking, clanging, Strange crackling iron machines, pipes all over the ceiling and walls, and the whole room was filled with smoke, steam, and a rich, aromatic smell. At this time, Mr. Wonka became even more excited, and it was obvious at a glance that this was his favorite room.He kept hopping from side to side to the saucepan, and then to the machine, like a child dancing around his Christmas presents, not knowing what to look at first.He lifted the lid of a large jar and sniffed, then darted to dip his fingers into a vat of viscous yellow liquid, then took out his fingers to lick and taste, and then he jumped to a machine He stepped forward, pressed this button, pressed that regulator, fiddled with six or seven buttons, and then eagerly peeped through the glass door of a huge electric oven, rubbing his hands, He giggled happily.Then ran to another machine.It was a small shiny machine that went on and on and on and on, and at each sound a big green marble--at least it looked like a marble-- fell into the air. into a basket on the ground. "Forever Lollipop!" cried Mr Wonka proudly. "It's the latest invention! There are kids who have a little pocket money, and this candy was invented for them. You can put a Forever Lollipop in your pocket." in your mouth, and then you can suck the taste of it, suck, suck, and keep sucking, and the candy will never shrink a bit!" "It's like chewing gum!" Violet Beauregard exclaimed. "It's not like chewing essence," said Mr Wonka. "Gum is chewed, but if you try to chew this lollipop; your teeth will crumble! This candy never gets smaller! They are absolutely inexhaustible! Absolutely not! At least in my opinion they are inexhaustible. Right now there is one of these being tested in the testing room next door. An Oompa-Loompa sucking It! He's been sucking non-stop for almost a year, and the candy is still the same!" “好，到这儿来，”旺卡先生继续说道，兴奋地从房间的这一边蹦蹦跳跳来到了房间的另一边。'就在这儿，我正在发明一条崭新的太妃糖生产线！”他在一只庞大的有柄平底锅前停住脚，满满一锅黏稠的紫色糖浆“噗噗”沸滚着。查利踮起脚正好看得见里面。 ' “那就是发丝太妃糖!”旺卡先生叫道，“你只要吃上那么—丝，不多不少过半小时，你就会重新长出一头厚实的头发，那头发长得滑亮芳香，漂亮极了！还会长出向样美丽的唇髭！还有一把美丽的胡须！” “一把胡须！”韦鲁卡·索尔特惊叫起来，“天哪，谁要一把大胡须？” “那跟你真太相称了，”旺卡先生说，“不幸的是，目前配方还不太准确，我配得太浓了，它的效用过强。昨天，我在试验室里用它在一个奥姆帕—洛姆帕人身上作了试验，真是立竿见影，他的下颏上立刻长出了一大把黑胡须，而且这胡须长得太快了，很快就铺满了整个地板，变成了一条厚实的发编地毯。胡须生长之快使我们剃都来不及！最后只好用一架割草机来割，总算抑制了它的生长！不过要不了多久我就会把配方弄好的！而一旦等我配制好以后，那些秃头的小男孩小女孩就再也不用犯愁了！” “不过，旺卡先生，”迈克·蒂韦说，“小男孩小女孩决不会秃……” “别跟我争，亲爱的孩子，请别跟我争！”旺卡先生大声说，“这是在浪费宝贵的时间！好了，过来，你们都到这儿来，我会让你们看一样东西，我为它感到无比自豪。噢，千万请小心！别碰翻