After I Transmigrated, I Became a Rich Woman in Chang'an

Well, she should have known that fortune-telling old man by the roadside was no good! He tricked and bluffed her into transmigrating. If she hadn't been clever enough to use a phone to scam her way to her first pot of gold, she'd have starved to death on the street long ago. Well, if she had to transmigrate, she could at least rely on her own wits to get rich, right? Just as she was planning to make a name for herself in this backward era and work her way toward a comfortable life “Odd stays the same, even changes; look at the sign to determine the quadrant?” “What? You transmigrated here too?!” And that devastatingly handsome guy, you transmigrated here too? Huh? And why has the capital's top physician pulled out a box of ceftriaxone capsules? Could you be…? And you, seamstress auntie, why are you selling Victoria's Secret-style bikinis right on the street? That's going too far! Unbelievable! Someone even stopped her on the road to ask if she had a power bank…?! This is absolutely insane. How many people have transmigrated into this era, anyway? But no matter. She's going to keep her head down and make a fortune…