[Genshin Impact]: I can become stronger by cooking.

A normal person might just chat with the lovely Officer Melosun after committing a crime, but this winter intelligence agent got caught breaking the law... tsk tsk tsk...

Walking to the Boufati Mansion involves a long detour, requiring you to first return to the mechanical fountain and then circle around through the Vasari Gallery.

This round trip would take at least one or two hours, with all the time wasted on the road.

It would be better to do some activities nearby and wait until evening to discuss the recipe with Sangnetti.

There are only two places worth visiting near the Debord Hotel.

One was the Steambird newspaper office, and the other was a newsstand.

As for the Caronde Salon... in Chao Ke's view, it was just a gathering place for a group of public intellectuals and retired cadres.

Chao Ke had heard their arguments so many times in his previous life that he was sick of them.

Chao Ke could even distill their behavior and logic into formulas, and just apply them to different situations. Anyway, the result was always the same: that the entire Mo Mang Palace or a certain department was irresponsible or ineffective.

After thinking for a moment, Chao Ke decided to go to the newsstand and buy a few newspapers to have some fun.

Strolling over to the newsstand, I tapped the counter and asked Hubert, who was engrossed in reading a newspaper, "Boss, do you still have today's newspaper?"

Hubert, who was studying the writing style and rhetoric of the Steambird newspaper, was startled awake. He looked at the customer somewhat embarrassed and said, "Yes, yes, please wait a moment, I'll get it for you right away."

"Look, customer, all that's left in today's newspapers are The Entertainer's Weekly, The Voyeur, The Chef, and The Amazing."

As Hubert spoke, he showed Chao Ke the inventory.

"Give me one of each of these newspapers, but what about the Steambird Newspaper?" Chao Ke asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Oh dear, that's really all gone. After all, the Steambird Newspaper is quite popular, and it usually sells out by the morning. And even then, it's based on the fact that many people subscribe directly to the newspaper."

Hubert was somewhat embarrassed about the lack of inventory, but when he mentioned the Steambird newspaper, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

"However, if you don't mind, you can take this copy of mine to read first. I have a collection of every single one of the Steambird newspapers."

As he spoke, Hubert tidied up the newspapers that Chao Ke had asked for and handed them over, and then took out his own copy of today's "Steambird" newspaper.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Huber." After paying for the newspaper, Chao Ke nodded slightly in thanks and leisurely sat down on a bench by the roadside with the newspaper in his hand.

I randomly picked one and started reading.

The headline of The Entertainer Weekly reads: Breaking News! Ms. Furina will perform in the play "Winter's End" at the Opipklai Opera House the day after tomorrow morning, in collaboration with the long-established theater company, The Voice of Po Hong.

Below is a plot summary and background information...

Upon seeing the title of the play, Chao Ke's lips twitched slightly. "Winter Sunset," indeed. Choosing this title for the performance is reminiscent of Fu Ningna's style.

The content below consists of some uninteresting entertainment activities and event commentary, such as a popular actress from a certain theater troupe attending an event, or the Baisong Town holding the toughest baguette competition.

The only thing that might have caught Chao Ke's attention was a small announcement: the great magician Cesar would be holding a street performance in the Vasari Gallery in five days.

This great magician, Cesar, is the magic teacher of the siblings Linnie and Lynette in the story. He taught the two the proper magic system and training methods.

"If you have time, go and take a look."

After reading "Entertainer Weekly", Chao Ke turned his attention to "Steambird News".

The headline of the Steambird newspaper read: "A popular beverage manufacturer used illegal ingredients; our reporter, Mr. Arthur Bayer, was hunted down and seriously injured after going undercover to gather evidence..."

The following content states, "Another woman has gone missing in Fontainebleau. No traces were left at the scene. According to officials, the perpetrator is very likely the mastermind behind the series of missing girls."

"Mr. Donatello, the Grand Chancellor of Fontainebleau, in conjunction with the Fontainebleau Special Patrol, raided a large-scale Les Espresso sales operation and arrested numerous illegal merchants..."

"Mr. Donatello of the Grand Chamberlain..."

Chao Ke was no stranger to this name. He was Xia Worei's father, an upright law enforcer. Even in the criminal-ridden Gray River, many people had received his kindness and held him in high esteem.

Scrolling further down, while there are some entertainment news and stories, the Steambird newspaper still focuses on social issues.

After reading today's "Steambird News," Chao Ke exhaled a breath of stale air, carefully folded it, and handed it back to Mr. Hubert, the owner of the newsstand.

For some reason, Chao Ke recalled those respectable figures from his past life.

Jian Guangzhou, the reporter who exposed the Sanlu milk powder scandal; Jiang Xinjie, the reporter who exposed gutter oil; Li Xiang, the reporter who was stabbed more than 10 times; Cui Songwang, the reporter who went undercover in a black brick factory...

Chao Ke saw a glimpse of their shadow in the Steam Bird Newspaper. It was because of these pillars of the times that the light of righteousness shone into the dark corners, pulling out the nails in the darkness for the masses.

There's a reason why this newspaper is so popular in Fontainebleau.

After calming down, Chao Ke took out a newspaper and started reading.

The newspaper chosen this time is "Amazing," which, as its name suggests, is a bizarrely packaged history in the eyes of the people of Fontainebleau. It uses the most eye-catching headlines to write the most illogical reports, mostly just rumors and misinformation. Reading this newspaper is just for fun.

"Come on, let me see how you'll deliver a truly unique answer today."

But after just one glance at the headline, Chao Ke's face instantly darkened, the veins on his hand gripping the newspaper bulged, and the fragile newspaper instantly became covered in wrinkles.

The headline in "Amazing News" reads: "Shocking! A high-ranking official at the Bufati Mansion, in order to acquire a shop, slept with his middle-aged male landlord. A passionate encounter ensued to finalize the deal..."

"Good...very good...The Amazing Newspaper, is it...Once this sensitive period is over, I will definitely let you know what fucking cruelty is."

There are some things I really want to say to their editor-in-chief.

Disgusted that he had stumbled upon the melon himself, Chao Ke lost all interest in reading any further. He used the power of fire to set the "Amazing" newspaper on fire, crumpled the rest of the newspaper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"Never mind, let's go to the agreed location and wait for Sangnetti. Getting the recipe is the top priority right now."

But after walking a distance, Chao Ke thought of something, quickly returned to Hubert's newsstand, and said.

"Boss, do you have any copies of 'Amazing' left? I'll take them all."

"Oh? Sir, you want them all? Okay, today's 'Amazing' newspaper, right? They're all in this stack."

As he spoke, Hubert handed a small stack of newspapers to Chao Ke.

Chao Ke paid the bill expressionlessly, took the newspapers, and found a secluded corner to burn them all.

Inside the newsstand, Hubert stroked his chin thoughtfully. The newspaper "Amazing" was selling so well today; perhaps he should order more tomorrow.

By the way, should we tell the newspaper that today's topic is very popular?

Chapter 10 Obtain the Recipe

Inside the De Bo Hotel.

Ever since Chao Ke left, Sangoneti has been in a daze, unsure whether or not to keep the appointment.

Although Sangnetti was subconsciously resistant, the card the gentleman gave her had a picture of the Fools printed on it.

If he didn't keep the appointment, he might offend a member of the Fools, a price Sangnetti didn't want to pay.

"Why don't we go? It's just a matter of me writing a recipe. The De Bo Grand Hotel doesn't have any extremely precious secret recipes, and even if it did, I wouldn't know them."

What Sangnetti knew was just the standard way of cooking the dishes; in fact, all the restaurants in Fontaine were pretty much the same.

Moreover, the core selling point of the Grand de Bois Hotel is not its unique food, but the pinnacle of art and dining experience.

at dusk.

Chao Ke waited for Sangnetti at a café in the Vasari Corridor.

"Mr. Sangnetti, thank you for coming."

After Sangnetti sat down, he still looked somewhat reserved. He took a deep breath and then spoke to Chao Ke.

“Sir, I still don’t understand why you came to me. If you want the recipe, the Grand Hotel de Boer has someone more suitable than me.”

Chao Ke smiled, took out the paper and pen he had prepared beforehand, and handed them to Sangnetti.

"I have more faith in you, Mr. Sangnetti, with your excellent taste than in them. In my opinion, your recipes are more reliable than theirs."

Hearing that his taste and abilities were recognized, Sangnetti felt a surge of joy, but still harbored a slight resentment towards writing recipes.

Seeing this, Chao Ke added somewhat helplessly, "Mr. Sangnetti, I won't take your work for free. I'll give you a list, and for every recipe you write down, I'll pay you 100,000 Mora as a reward."

Sangnetti took the list from Chao Ke and carefully read it through: [Duck Confit], [Creamy Mushroom Soup], [Water Town Meat Jelly], [Apple Black Pudding], [Fontaine Fatty Liver], [Meat Sauce Lasagna], [White Song Fresh Soup], [Harbor Tripe], [Nabonne Tomato Cup]...

These are all popular dishes in Fontainebleau, and basically all restaurants, big and small, in Fontainebleau serve them.

Moreover, the offer Chao Ke made was indeed quite tempting.

Damn it, I'll do it. Why should a working-class guy like me mess with Mora?

After deciding on his idea, Sangnetti picked up the paper and pen provided by Chao Ke and began to write furiously.

“A wise choice,” Chao Ke said slowly.

Sangnetti's cooperation saved Chao Ke a lot of trouble. An hour or two later, Sangnetti handed Chao Ke a small stack of papers. "Sir, I have finished writing down the recipes on your order. There are twelve dishes in total."

Chao Ke took it and looked at it one by one. It was indeed a very ordinary recipe, not much different from those listed in those food magazines.

But most importantly, these recipes were written and given to Sangnetti himself, and the system only recognizes these recipes.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe - Confit Chicken Thighs]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe for Cream of Mushroom Soup]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe - Water Town Meat Jelly]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe for Apple Black Pudding]

...

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe "A Hundred Flavors in One Thread"]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe - Casulai Casserole]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the recipe - Colorful Macarons]

The system's [Food Encyclopedia] interface has unlocked a total of twelve dishes.

At least at the apprentice level of chef, I no longer need to bother looking for recipes.

Sangnetti's recipe was concise, and Chao Ke certainly wouldn't mince words about payment.

He readily produced a check from the Northern Bank and wrote down 1.2 million Mora as payment.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Sangnetti."

Sangninetti accepted the check, thanked them, and left the café somewhat guiltily.

After Sangnetti left, Chao Ke casually tossed the stack of recipes into the trash can at his feet.

These recipes are really worthless; any restaurant in Fontainebleau could make them.

All he needed was the act of Sangnetti handing over the recipe to him.