In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1560 The sauce on the assorted stew

Outside, Hiroshi was strolling around with the two little ones, but it was almost lunchtime, and Hiroshi was leading the two little ones home.

However, after walking for a short while, Shin-chan clutched his stomach, looked at Hiroshi, and said helplessly, "Dad~ I'm hungry~"

"We're almost home, just bear with it a little longer," Hiroshi said to Shin-chan with a helpless expression.

Upon hearing this, Shin-chan immediately pouted, "Mom won't be there when we get back."

“Yes, Mom and Xiao Kui went to see Aunt Hui together,” Mingxu said casually.

Seeing this, Guangzhi thought for a moment and said, "Then let the three of us find something to eat ourselves."

"Let's go eat! Let's go eat!" Shin-chan exclaimed excitedly, pointing to a nearby shop with conveyor belt sushi: "I want to eat this! I want to eat this!"

Looking at the conveyor belt sushi restaurant, Hiroshi was unsure: "Conveyor belt sushi? Wow, super high-end... Ise lobster, 3000 yen, matsutake mushrooms, 6000 yen, oh my, what's with these prices?!" Hiroshi was no longer calm after seeing the prices.

Shin-chan grinned and said, "It's very cheap!"

"Oh? You have this money?" Mingxu rolled his eyes at Xiaoxin.

"Yeah! Where's the cheapest place?!" Hiroshi was exasperated with Shin-chan; this kid just talks without any real understanding of the situation.

Just then, a delicious aroma wafted from the side, and everyone instinctively exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!"

"It came from that shop." Mingxu looked at a small shop next door.

The three arrived at the entrance and looked at the sign above: "Reversed Assorted Omelette Shop. This seems to be an affordable assorted omelette shop." At this, Hiroshi was somewhat pleased; it seemed unlikely to be too expensive.

The three of them exchanged a glance, nodded, and Hiroshi opened the door and went in: "Hello!"

"Chihuahuas are puppies!" Shin-chan exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh?" The boss looked towards the door, smiling. Hmm, she's a pretty female boss.

Upon seeing the owner, Hiroshi and Shin-chan's eyes lit up: "This shop seems pretty good, Shin-chan~"

"I was wondering why it smelled so good, turns out it's the hormones emanating from the older sister~" Shin-chan looked at the boss with shining eyes and said flatteringly.

"It should be pheromones, right?" Hiroshi corrected.

The owner looked at them and said with a smile, "We don't sell hormone-infused skewers here, we only sell assorted skewers."

Mingxu looked at Guangzhi and Xiaoxin speechlessly. "Your attitudes changed so quickly." In the blink of an eye, he was already sitting down in his seat.

Mingxu shook his head and plopped down in his seat.

Looking at the owner, Hiroshi smiled and said, "Could I have three servings of pork and egg stir-fry?"

The shop owner looked at them somewhat apologetically: "Um, I'm really sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing, but our shop is not open right now."

"Huh?" The three of them were taken aback, looking at the food being cooked on the hot plate with confusion: "But weren't you making a mixed grill?"

The aroma is already wafting out.

The owner, noticing their gazes fixed on the mixed omelet he was frying, looked somewhat embarrassed but still began to explain, turning off the heat temporarily: "Actually, it's because I have a secret I can't tell anyone."

"!" Upon hearing this, Hiroshi immediately became interested: "Don't say that, just tell me the reason."

Shin-chan, mimicking Hiroshi, said, "Tell me your measurements too!"

"Bang!" Mingxu punched Xiaoxin on the head and glared at him: "You didn't need to say that!"

Hiroshi quickly covered Shin-chan's mouth, saying, "Maybe we can help you."

Seeing their expressions, the boss nodded in agreement and then took out a microphone.

"A microphone?" Mingxu was taken aback, looking at the store uncertainly. Such a small store, did it really need this? Couldn't you just shout it out?

The boss, holding the microphone, cleared his throat and said, "Then please listen to me~ My name is Yagi-o Yoshimi. This song is called, Assorted Burning Love in the Rain!" As he spoke, he began to sing.

Music started playing, and Mingxu fell silent. Where did the music come from?

"Wow~" Shin-chan exclaimed excitedly. Hiroshi looked a little dumbfounded and exchanged a glance with Akira. They felt like they were in some kind of trouble.

I know how to make mixed vegetable stew!

What are the reasons why we can't open a store?

Please listen to this reason~

I wanted to say this reason sooner rather than later.

"It's because we just ran out of sauce!"

"..." Mingxu's lips twitched. What was that? Go buy more sauce when you run out, or make it yourself? What kind of excuse was that?

Guangzhi collapsed in shock.

Shin-chan also looked a bit dazed.

After the boss finished singing, he looked at them and bowed slightly: "Thank you very much for listening."

"Hehe~ Encore~ Encore~" Shin-chan reacted and shouted excitedly.

"..." Mingxu was speechless at this kid. This boss was tone-deaf. Sure enough, when God opens a door, he closes a window. Being pretty doesn't mean you can sing well.

"Encore what?!" Hiroshi shouted at Shin-chan, annoyed. What's so great about that?

"Hehe, then the second song." The boss picked up the microphone and was about to continue singing.

Seeing this, Hiroshi quickly stopped him: "Ah, no, no, no, you don't need to sing anymore! Besides, if we run out of sauce, we can just go buy more, right?"

Upon hearing this, the boss's expression immediately changed!

"What did you say!"

"Huh?" Hiroshi was stunned. Had he said something wrong?

Mingxu asked uncertainly, "These kinds of shops usually make their own sauces, right?"

"That's right! I'm talking about how our family's secret sauce, passed down through generations, has run out! How could you possibly buy that outside?!" The owner scolded Hiroshi with displeasure.

Shin-chan, ever opportunistic, turned his criticism towards Hiroshi: "That's right! He clearly doesn't know anything, yet he dares to say it!"

"..." Hiroshi was speechless at Shin-chan. This kid really knows how to change his tune depending on the situation!

The owner was also quite pleased with Xiaoxin's words. After nodding, he sighed, "Sigh~ Without the secret sauce, it would be impossible to recreate the flavor that has been passed down through generations! If I told the customers about this, I would be too ashamed to face my deceased husband~"

Hiroshi was taken aback: "Huh? Your husband has passed away, is that right?"

"So you're from the future." Shin-chan couldn't help but imagine his boss wearing a spacesuit.

“That’s called a widow.” Mingxu rolled his eyes at Xiaoxin.

"Sigh~ I can't open the shop until I make the sauce myself again." The owner sighed again, turned his back to them, and explained the reason.

"I see. But since it's a secret sauce, there must be a recipe, right?" Hiroshi asked, looking at her uncertainly.

The boss sighed again: "Well, I can't find it no matter how hard I look. My husband is a very strict person, so he used to never let me into the kitchen no matter what. Every time he saw me, he would sing: 'Here I am either frying or being fryed. This is the battlefield of mixed stew. Outsiders, you are not allowed to come in.' But even so, I still really hope I can help him!"

The shop owner said casually, "I prepared a bunch of surveillance cameras to monitor him, trying to help him. But even though I secretly observed and studied my husband's work, after he passed away, I was finally able to fry the same as his mixed omelet. But no matter how well I fry it, as long as the sauce is different, the taste is different. That's the secret flavor. I wonder if my husband took the sauce recipe with him when he passed away? Waaah~" As she spoke, her shoulders heaved, as if she were crying.

"Um, Madam..." Looking at her, Hiroshi didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

Just then, the horse racing results were being broadcast on TV. Hearing the results, the shop owner became even more heartbroken. He pulled out a newspaper and sobbed, "I didn't win! Waaah!"

"So it's a horse race..." Hiroshi was speechless again. What on earth was this guy trying to do?

Shin-chan's gaze fell on a jar to the side, and he asked uncertainly, "Big sister, is this the sauce?"

Mingxu glanced at it and shook his head: "It's empty inside."

"That's right. But in order to recreate the taste of my husband's cooking, I kept tasting it, and ended up drinking it all." Thinking of that scene, the shop owner picked up the jar and shook it, his expression confirming that Mingxu's words were correct.

Mingxu's lips twitched: "You have some rather unusual tastes, actually drinking this raw..."

"Ah~ my stomach is even hungrier~" Shin-chan clutched his stomach, which rumbled loudly.