Women Making Dumplings

Walking an alleyway in Chinatown, I came to another restaurant. Although no customer was in it, two women who were staves of this restaurant sat in the storefront. Some rolling pins were seen on the table. Seemingly, they kneaded the dough and made dumplings. They were precooking during the idle time.

Yet I didn't understand what kind of dumplings they were making. The only thing I could understand was both women were busy doing their duties. They were working without saying a word. Even though I approached them, one woman with gray hair just cast an eye me. And they kept working. They seemed not to have time to give a stranger love and attention. However, they allowed taking photos cheerfully when I asked.