I like your can-do spirit!

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This your advert, you think say everybody for this thread dey stay your street?

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Busu001:

You can get *5 of dx at my end in Niger state.

x5 of what please ?

Were are those nairaland werey looking for men to feed them instead of going out to hustle Cindyclay abi Claycindy and Siofra whatever their names are? Come and see una mate hustling.. Be waiting for men to feed you, you go dey there get grey hair.. Madam keep up the good vibes and hardworks going. You can employ my boy @Helinues; we want him to be busy with something tangible so that we can help him get married instead of languishing his life and time on nairaland chasing clots and likes.

Babastrong:
I/can/supply/you/trailers/of/soyabeans/from/SAKI.

Hello, can we have a discussion please ?

maureensylvia:
A lot of experiences I'll share on this thread
I'll start with this one

Please read and digest with maturity

One fateful Saturday morning during the month of November, as early as 5:30am, I was dressed up to go to the village market to source and buy soyabeans for my client

it's a 3 hour journey, I supposed to be in the market latest 8am to source for the Soyabeans. I selected two of my boys to go with me. it was a smooth ride I must say, past 8am we were already in the market...

Majority of the sellers were not yet in the market, I got a bench and sat down while waiting for them to come. My two boys went to drink Shai at Mai shai stand... Shai is Tea. Mai shai is Tea seller

Past 9am there was no signs of the soyabeans sellers... I put on my "Patience" Jacket 😄

I was already hungry but I didn't want to eat what I saw there. I yawned and yawned no be person tell me to go to the Aboki Mai shai stand to request for a plate of noodles...

My goodness!!! the noodles was tasteless!

I managed to eat only the eggs that was spicy.

Around 10am they started coming. Atlast !! I exclaimed.
But there was a development... the soyabeans I was seeing there was not up to the grade I wanted. soyabeans differs and I wanted the best grade.

After a short while I saw the grade I was looking for but the quantity was so small as I needed a trailer of soyabeans.

I made up my mind to go and come back in the next market day but my boys suggested we go to another market that's more bigger than the one we came to.

After much deliberation, I gave in.

Me: How long will it take us to get there
My boy: In few hours we'll be there
Me: It's alright, let's go.

We left the bush market past 10am boarded a taxi and that's it...
11am we're still on the road!

Me: Haba we never reach🧐
My boy: no ma, we will soon. reach

Me: ok ooo


Few mins later the taxi dropped us, I looked around I was seeing only bushes no market. Hiannn Sule this is not market na.

He told me here ends where motor can go the rest of the journey will be on bike

whaaat!!! I exclaimed

My boy: Don't worry ma we will soon reach

Me: ok ooooo🤔

This is Stupendous. Super woman.

Can we have a chat please?

Weldon Ma , please what is the name of the market and which local government in kastina is the market.

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maureensylvia:


I'm sorry
I'll improve

Why did you apologize

Well done dear

maureensylvia:
I exchanged contacts
Off I go

I refused to go the way I came

I preferred to use the main route at least I'll be seeing human beings.

We left around 6pm, entered a taxi, the taxi man drove us to a junction and dropped.

We started looking for another taxi to enter Kano.... there was none!

We managed to see a taxi going to Kano but it was just a single seat remaining and it was getting late

My boys did something that surprised me, they volunteered to enter the booth of the taxi

No naa you can't I said, there's two goats at the back of the booth already.

They insisted cos it was getting late.

My boys sat in the booth half opened with the goats.... chaiii

We finally arrived Kano some minutes to 12 midnight

The next day I went to the hospital to get treated for the wound on my bum... Yeah it's that bad

Hours on bike
Close to 5 hours on bike no be moimmoin

Ok that's the end of one of my experiences

Till I gist una next time

I remain ur Agro Jagagban
Agro Queen 👑 Mother

Who borrow you jagaban , be playing . Use Sai Baba but we wish you well in your endeavours .

easyfem:
Thank GOD say na wifi I dey use to read this mumu story

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mostgracious19:


Who borrow you jagaban , be playing . Use Sai Baba but we wish you well in your endeavours .

😆😆😆😆

boxypane:

This your advert, you think say everybody for this thread dey stay your street?

Ahahaha. Na true bros. It's been edited.

She go sweet to fvck o

hahaha..... You came to my territory, looking for soya instead of just calling so i can deliver the truck of soya.
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Terver90:
Nawao, had it been you contacted me you wouldn't have gone through all the stress. I live in Kaduna giwa lga, bakori after fungus.

I'm looking for a connection in the North bro, please can we talk?

I am marvelled. This is very inspiring

immortalmortal:


She go sweet to fvck o

How about your mom? .... how do men and boys in the community rate her? ... was she sweet? Did you try her as yet? I wouldn't blame you .... children of olosho always believe other women are loose like their mother.

@ topic ... lovely write up .... interesting and captivating! With your writing skills you should be a journalist covering the President or one of the vagabonds politicians. I salute you for sitting on a bike for that many hours... that's a whole lot of trauma on the bottom end unless you're overblessed. What if they told you the soybeans were in Katsina?

phemmyfour:
werey, you wan press breast

This got me . ROFL

ibro360:


Weldon Ma , please what is the name of the market and which local government in kastina is the market.

Ha! ... after reading the torture she went through why would you think she'll tell you? ... allow her some time to profit from her adventure.

maureensylvia:
Bike man: madam ur money na 7 taaasan

Me: huh! is it for the two bikes or just me?

Bike man: only u madam two okada 14 tasaan!!!

Me: (!

I like you for your hustling spirit

maureensylvia:
Bike man: madam ur money na 7 taaasan

Me: huh! is it for the two bikes or just me?

Bike man: only u madam two okada 14 tasaan!!!

Me: (talking to myself) no be small thing o
7thousand .. where in heaven's name is this here in Kano that this man is charging such

Well, I climbed bike. this is where the real journey happened!

11:45am the journey began, the road was so lonely filled with trees and bushes no human being except bike men and my boys on the road

One hour later I was still on bike!😲😲😲

Jehovah onye okada isi noo ebee ka ibu m aga? I shouted
we kept going

I saw few humans planting tomatoes waved at them, they waved back with smile lol

we kept going, I saw some old women at a watermelon farm, waves at them they didn't wave back... lol they'll be like who's this alien

2 hours later I was still on bike, I was just confused. jewee ejewe adihii mma, lawa alawa adihii mma

I stopped seeing humans again just trees and bushes and trampolines covering some harvested crops.

I became scared 😩

I was scared of bandits...

The bike man confirmed my fears by telling me the bandits do come but not as frequent as before.

Me: oh Jesus Christ! increase ur speed limit I just want to see myself out of this bushOne mistake I did: Not wearing Hijab!

I wore trouser and t-shirt to look smart and agile.

Just then I sighted a millet farm, I loved what they were doing I brought out my phone to video them, you can never imagine what almost happened to me, they almost attacked me!

All thanks to the bike man that increased his limit.

I quickly threw my phone inside my bag!

I like your business spirit.

Please keep it up

Maureen na strong woman o. Not bad, but always move safe.

maureensylvia:
A lot of experiences I'll share on this thread
I'll start with this one

Please read and digest with maturity

One fateful Saturday morning during the month of November, as early as 5:30am, I was dressed up to go to the village market to source and buy soyabeans for my client

it's a 3 hour journey, I supposed to be in the market latest 8am to source for the Soyabeans. I selected two of my boys to go with me. it was a smooth ride I must say, past 8am we were already in the market...

Majority of the sellers were not yet in the market, I got a bench and sat down while waiting for them to come. My two boys went to drink Shai at Mai shai stand... Shai is Tea. Mai shai is Tea seller

Past 9am there was no signs of the soyabeans sellers... I put on my "Patience" Jacket 😄

I was already hungry but I didn't want to eat what I saw there. I yawned and yawned no be person tell me to go to the Aboki Mai shai stand to request for a plate of noodles...

My goodness!!! the noodles was tasteless!

I managed to eat only the eggs that was spicy.

Around 10am they started coming. Atlast !! I exclaimed.
But there was a development... the soyabeans I was seeing there was not up to the grade I wanted. soyabeans differs and I wanted the best grade.

After a short while I saw the grade I was looking for but the quantity was so small as I needed a trailer of soyabeans.

I made up my mind to go and come back in the next market day but my boys suggested we go to another market that's more bigger than the one we came to.

After much deliberation, I gave in.

Me: How long will it take us to get there
My boy: In few hours we'll be there
Me: It's alright, let's go.

We left the bush market past 10am boarded a taxi and that's it...
11am we're still on the road!

Me: Haba we never reach🧐
My boy: no ma, we will soon. reach

Me: ok ooo


Few mins later the taxi dropped us, I looked around I was seeing only bushes no market. Hiannn Sule this is not market na.

He told me here ends where motor can go the rest of the journey will be on bike

whaaat!!! I exclaimed

My boy: Don't worry ma we will soon reach

Me: ok ooooo🤔

Kindly share more stories.

Someone out there may be inspired

Looks like playing Russian Roulette with one's safety.

Very gripping adventure. I applaud your resilience.

Just 1 question. Do you buy the soya beans to export or for local processing?

Can you also source cashew nut?

maureensylvia:
A lot of experiences I'll share on this thread
I'll start with this one

Please read and digest with maturity

One fateful Saturday morning during the month of November, as early as 5:30am, I was dressed up to go to the village market to source and buy soyabeans for my client

it's a 3 hour journey, I supposed to be in the market latest 8am to source for the Soyabeans. I selected two of my boys to go with me. it was a smooth ride I must say, past 8am we were already in the market...

Majority of the sellers were not yet in the market, I got a bench and sat down while waiting for them to come. My two boys went to drink Shai at Mai shai stand... Shai is Tea. Mai shai is Tea seller

Past 9am there was no signs of the soyabeans sellers... I put on my "Patience" Jacket 😄

I was already hungry but I didn't want to eat what I saw there. I yawned and yawned no be person tell me to go to the Aboki Mai shai stand to request for a plate of noodles...

My goodness!!! the noodles was tasteless!

I managed to eat only the eggs that was spicy.

Around 10am they started coming. Atlast !! I exclaimed.
But there was a development... the soyabeans I was seeing there was not up to the grade I wanted. soyabeans differs and I wanted the best grade.

After a short while I saw the grade I was looking for but the quantity was so small as I needed a trailer of soyabeans.

I made up my mind to go and come back in the next market day but my boys suggested we go to another market that's more bigger than the one we came to.

After much deliberation, I gave in.

Me: How long will it take us to get there
My boy: In few hours we'll be there
Me: It's alright, let's go.

We left the bush market past 10am boarded a taxi and that's it...
11am we're still on the road!

Me: Haba we never reach🧐
My boy: no ma, we will soon. reach

Me: ok ooo


Few mins later the taxi dropped us, I looked around I was seeing only bushes no market. Hiannn Sule this is not market na.

He told me here ends where motor can go the rest of the journey will be on bike

whaaat!!! I exclaimed

My boy: Don't worry ma we will soon reach

Me: ok ooooo🤔