The street in Chinatown was crowded. Yet there were no Chinese restaurants here. Most of the shops on this street were selling foodstuffs. So its atmosphere looked like a market. The fishmonger in this photo was also doing business in the street.
Many pieces of fishes were displayed on the table. They were big fishes. Yet I didn't understand what kind of fishes they were.
A man wearing a striped apron stood on the other side of the table. Seemingly, he had finished cutting all the fishes he purchased on that day. He didn't cut any fishes anymore. A grinding stone was placed on the table and he was just sharpening it. He often stopped his hands and checked on the knife. He seemed to do it in a careful manner.
January 25, 2020
RICOH GR III