During my trip to Guangdong, I spent a memorable weekend exploring the old streets and local cuisine in Shuntak.

The old mutton shunter tipped his hat and told us to move along.

The mutton shunters quietly rearranged the crates behind the market after closing.

The shunters worked through the night to rearrange the freight cars before morning.

The shunter nudged the freight wagons into the siding before the morning express passed.