Qin Huai is coloring the guo'er.
It is now 1:27.
The standard overtime hour.
At this time, Huang's Kitchen would usually be tidying up, the chef responsible for the staff meals would have already finished the second dish, and Dong Shi would most likely be shouting about wanting Yangzhou Fried Rice and asking his brother to make some for him. Dong Li would ignore him, and the unnamed helper would complain about the repetitive dishes while swiftly setting the tableware.
The servers outside would also be entering rest mode, with most of the guests in the hall having finished eating by this time. Guests in the private rooms would eat longer, as they have more people and more topics to chat about.
As it approaches the end of the shift, the supervisor wouldn't bother too much with some servers' little slacking. As long as it's not excessive, leaning in a corner and gossiping about the day's freshest news with colleagues is allowed—the supervisor also enjoys listening.
