Money was the primary reason why my husband got into recycling. It comes as a shock for many, including myself, to hear my husband confess that. Money before concern for the environment? No way!
My husband, Orange, always a curious fellow, encountered a man with a kariton (pushcart) with all sorts of junk — your typical diyaryo-bote guy that you see in the streets.
The man buys junk from the household, and later brings it to the junk shop and sells it for a profit. An occupation usually shunned by most, he is able to support a family of five. I doubt if the family lives lavishly, but yes, he most likely earns more than the minimum wage.