There are often street vendors scattered on this stretch of road just south of Tianfu Square, the heart of the city. Today at around one thirty there was a bigger assortment than I'd ever seen: jian bings, dan hong gao, 'Korean' fried quail eggs on a stick, Taiwanese rice wraps, dou hua, cold seasoned noodles, and fresh peeled pineapple and water chestnuts.
The vendors call it Brazilian barbecue: pork roasted on a vertical spit, chopped up with lettuce and seasoned with pepper and stuffed into a flatbread, for 4 rmb:
One of the stations advertised seafood wontons (海鲜馄饨 hăixiān húntún). They were making the wontons by hand with what looked like pure ground pork. I inquired what was 'seafood' about the wontons and they pointed out their condiments, which included seaweed and dried shrimp:
Not bad for 3 rmb, but I would ask for no hot pepper and no Sichuan pepper next time:
Everyone had dispersed by four when I walked by again. Perhaps the cops had come by.