These people need to eat, and with thousands of people in Kunlun, they don't grow their own food, so what do they do? Buy, which means they need money. How do they get the money?
In ancient times, they had more ways, but the most feasible was to connect with the imperial court, something like the Protectorate Divine Sect, regularly receive a sum of money every month, plus the natural treasures from their own mountains. In short, life wasn't too bad.
But as time went by, the era changed, and they could no longer live comfortably, with funds so scarce that they could run out of food at any moment. At this point, they needed to generate revenue and cut costs, and since ancient times, whether for enterprises or nations, cutting costs has never been the right choice; generating revenue is the true path.
"Why are you telling me this?"
Looking at the densely written words on the paper, An Ruxue scratched her head: "I don't really deal with them."
