By the Little Window, Yuzhu Is Busy

Overnight, she transmigrated into the body of a woman fleeing disaster. Her clothes were ragged, she had not a penny to her name, and a chronically ill younger brother was trailing behind her like dead weight. Poor people get bullied? Simple! Roll up her sleeves and earn some silver! From then on, wherever there was a business opportunity, Wen Tang's busy little figure was sure to appear. Years later... A wealthy merchant from the capital: Miss, please, when can I place an order? A local official: We'll have to trouble you with this year's tribute again. A powerful minister: Wife, please look over my account books. Wen Tang smiled as she gazed at the orders in her hands... Wait, it seemed something strange had gotten mixed in.