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His Kusarian was limited but he could carry on a simple conversation with a merchant. If he got hung up on some wording, he would wait for his host to help him. Still, his wordings were of a friendly nature. The merchants had various items and trinkets. Jewelry, food, oils and a variety of other items were easily found. He purchased a necklace and left the merchant with a generous tip. It was Doc's way. He bowed with a light smile. If it was a lady, he tipped his hat to her. That was the old southern gentleman coming through. He would purchase a piece of local fruit to snack on while he shopped.
At one stall, the merchant invited him over. He was sampling a rice dish.
"Come, come," he said to him, waving him over, "You will like this."
He tried the dish and nodded his approval. It was then that things started to click.
The man explained to him that he grew his own rice and was part of a local co-op. Together, they put their product on the market, everything from bags of rice to prepared meals.
Doc explained to him that he purchased a lot of Kusari rice but never really knew who grew it and that it was popular amongst his people. That's when he asked the question.
"How would your co-op like to be my exclusive supplier?" he asked of him. "My ship is at pad number 3, docking area 7B." He then smiled, "3,400 units good Sir and I will return as often as possible."
"Hai, hai," the man replied smiling brightly as he handed him a card and the deal was sealed with a bow and a hand shake.....a gentleman's deal!
They would continue to look through the stalls, making purchases. "Not a bad way to get cozy with the locals."
He then said to her, "It is getting close to show time if I am not mistaken."