"Asama Shrine has been in charge of the extraordinary affairs of Kyoto Imperial Palace since thousands of years ago. Even the Tsuchimikado family once studied in Sengen Shrine."
To explain the issue of the annual festival, Isayama Yomi had to explain the history of Sengen Shrine to Zhao Youqian. Fortunately, she would try to shorten the nonsense as much as possible.
"And Asama Shrine was established to worship Amaterasu and Mount Fumori."
"Today's annual festival is naturally dedicated to these two people."
"However, Amaterasu Omikami has already fallen into a deep sleep, so the main object of our sacrifice is Mount Fumori."
Isayama Huangquan pointed to the sky outside the lower business, where you can vaguely see a white peak, which is the most sacred place of Tozakura, and also the Fusheng Mountain of Tozakura Holy Mountain!
"Wealthy and spiritual, his name is Baqi!"
Hearing this, Zhao Youqian showed a surprised and weird look.
"Yama no Orochi? Wasn't it killed by Mr. Yu Huogong back then?"
Isayama Huangquan said helplessly as he gave Zhao Yougan a roll of his eyes angrily.
"You really don't have any common sense. Yamata no Orochi is just the body of Yamata. Even if it is killed by Mr. Yuhuo, its soul will still return to Mount Fusheng."
"And Sengen Shrine performs annual sacrifices to stabilize the spirit of Yamata, so for hundreds of years, there has been no sign of activity on Mount Fumori, and it has been dormant to this day."
Listening to Isayama Huangquan talking about the greatness of his Asama Shrine, Zhao Youqian was half-convinced anyway. At least he could make Mount Fusheng sleep as a volcano until now just by relying on the annual festival. He didn't quite believe it. He might as well have said that he was a royal husband. I go to fight that mountain spirit every year...
But at this time, he did not dare to offend Miss Isayama, whose eyes were shining with pride. He nodded and listened suddenly before speaking.
"Then if someone wants to destroy Kyoto Imperial Palace, wouldn't it be enough to interrupt or even destroy the annual festival of Sengen Shrine?"
"Have you never encountered such a person at Sengen Shrine?"
Hearing this question, Isayama Yomi was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened as he thought of something.
"This is not something you should care about. What on earth do you want to know? I have already told you the origin of the New Year Festival!"
Seeing Isayama Huangquan's change of expression, Zhao Youqian didn't know where he provoked her, so he touched his head.
"I almost understand everything, but really no one is taking advantage of the New Year Festival to cause trouble? For example, adding something particularly dangerous to the food for the sacrifice?"
Staring at Zhao Youqian angrily, Isayama Huangquan no longer wanted to deal with this troublemaker.
"If it's okay, I'll leave!"
Saying that, without waiting for Zhao Youqian to persuade him to stay, he left the shop briskly.
Zhao Youqian frowned and looked at Isayama Huangquan leaving, showing a hint of helplessness.
He really wanted to remind Isayama that there is Asama Shrine in Yellow Springs, but from the looks of it, Asama Shrine seems to be inexplicably confident in the safety of its annual festival...
"Mission: Complete the first series of tasks, commercial street food competition, and the next series of tasks will begin."
"Asama Shrine has been too stable in recent years. After letting down its vigilance, this New Year Festival has been targeted by the darkness. Please ask the host to destroy the darkness's plan and protect the stable cooking world. Rewards will be issued based on the results."
"Note: No prompts will be given during the process, whether the dark plan has been destroyed, until the mission is completed!"
Zhao Youqian sighed when he saw the tasks on the system interface.
He can't just come to him and say that your annual festival at Asama Shrine has been taken care of, right? Let alone whether they believe it or not, can you come up with any real source of information?
If the system is exposed, even a master like Yu Huangong might not want to see the scenery of other worlds, right?
"It's all trouble!"
Shaking his head, he took the so-called trophy and bonus and returned to his backyard.
Zhao Youqian also had a dark eye on the supernatural world at this time, there was nothing he could do.
He may not be able to overwhelm everyone just by relying on his cooking skills, not to mention who knows how the annual festival should be held, what if everyone’s food is sacrificed at the same time?
Isn’t that a complete failure?
Zhao Youqian, who was thinking about it, suddenly glanced at the acting Lord of Hundred Ghosts on his status bar, and suddenly he had an idea.
"this..."
He suddenly spoke to the empty room, and at this moment, several figures appeared.
"Yuki-onna, I may have to trouble you again this time."
After scanning the bouncing Zashiki boy and the young woman hanging upside down from the roof, Zhao Youqian's eyes finally fell on the figure of a woman in a white robe.
Although he didn't know exactly, when he communicated with the Hundred Ghosts in the past few days, he could clearly notice that their intelligence had begun to improve rapidly, especially the snow girl who seemed to be almost the same as a normal person, except that she could not speak.
"There seems to be some trouble with the annual festival of Asama Shrine, but you have also seen that Asama Shrine seems too careless. Please help me go and see if anything strange has happened in Kyoto recently, and Asama." Are there any outsiders watching at the shrine?"
Upon hearing Zhao Youqian's request, Xue Nu didn't hesitate much, nodded and disappeared into the room.
Luo Xinfu and Zashiki Warashi came closer to Zhao Youqian, staring at him with their big and small eyes, making him wonder if he had done something wrong.
Suddenly remembering that he had not cooked at home today, Zhao Youqian sighed as he stood up and prepared to enter the kitchen again.
"You are really born with a life of hard work!"
...
To the outside world, the appearance of several quasi-special dishes in an entertainment competition is quite surprising, but it can also revive the somewhat declining Touying culinary world.
Soon the same flashy dishes appeared on other TV channels, which attracted less attention to Zhao Youqian and others, and the discussion about this game dropped even more.
Occasionally, Xing Ping Chuangzhen would come to Zhao Youqian for a discussion, but so far he has not defeated Zhao Youqian once.
Zhao Youqian, who has acquired new cooking skills, is also thinking about how to master the new cooking skills as soon as possible, and the system shows that the countdown to upgrading the store has finally ended after the finals!
For just a moment, Zhao Youqian didn't notice anything different about his store, but there was something slightly different. The biggest difference might be that where the original door was, there was another one that only he could see. wooden door.
Sensing something calling him behind the wooden door, Zhao Youqian pushed the door open and passed by.
Then it felt like entering a gourmet space, and a brand new shop appeared in front of him.
"Is this the upgraded Zhutian Food Space?"
Zhao Youqian murmured and looked at everything around him, and the prompts on the system interface also sounded.
"Host, please note that the space here is isolated from the outside world. It is completely copied one-to-one from the outside world. It can host guests from all worlds to enjoy delicious food at the same time. If you need to expand the space, you only need one hundred points per square meter."
Inexplicably, he felt that the system was a gold-eating beast, and his points would be taken away from him in such a situation, but Zhao Youqian quickly put these things behind his mind and began to check the kitchen utensils and ingredients.
According to the system prompts he saw, the ingredients for the day will be automatically and completely synchronized here.
While he was still rummaging through the freezer, a pleasant wind chime suddenly sounded.