"Quack!" Big Fatty was startled, "Boss Afei, why didn't you say so earlier! The shiny silver, given out like that, no good, I need to tell the Elder, wait, Elder!"
"Elder, Elder, Elder! Is that a lump on your butt? How many times have I told you, outside, call me State Preceptor, State Preceptor!"
The Old Toad clung to the Creation Treasure Fish Liang Qu was holding, wanting to jump onto Big Fatty's face to squash and roll him, but fearing that if he jumped out, the fish would disappear from his webs, the whole toad visibly swelled with apprehension, spurting saliva.
Big Fatty watched, terror-stricken, neglecting to talk about the ticket, found an excuse to act as a judge, and ran off in panic.
"State Preceptor!" Liang Qu took the grass rope, lifted the treasure fish, and along with it, hoisted the Old Toad, as if hanging up a big fat pig with scales, preparing to weigh it, "Happy New Year, State Preceptor, this treasure fish is a gift specially for the State Preceptor."
