We picked up meat in the market and let it soak for some time before we boiled it. It may not look tasty but once served it was quite nice.

The end of the series of two men doing a job that probably in 10 or more years won’t exist anymore in the centre of Shanghai. Jobs that actually preserve goods instead of throwing them away. Sometimes the old is better.

His tools and material.

Cutting the pan. Later he used his hammer to straighten the bumps. I heard the sound all day and it was nicer than hearing cars.

Next to the knife sharpener was the tinsmith. It doesn’t happen you them in the streets, let alone together (that picture will follow later) Old ladies came with their pans and kettles that needed some patching up.