Chapter 63: Crispy Crackers Qin Qing just couldn't understand why some people in this society could fly into a rage and kill someone with a knife, while others could be so emotionally stable that they would happily pay for a novice's messy, misshapen crepe and still smile. They were truly tolerant. And then there were the even more bored ones, who would pay to stand around and watch the spectacle of a novice vendor making crepes. When Qin Qing was selling the crepes, the line was no shorter than when…