Su Changsheng stood beside a bodhi tree and said to the crowd, "This bodhi tree of mine is a species from ancient times. It can grow to three thousand zhang tall."
Looking at the withered old tree, barely one zhang high, Chongzhen couldn't help saying, "Big brother, stop boasting. Keep it up and you'll burst your own bubble."
Su Changsheng merely smiled. He said nothing as he looked up at the bodhi tree.
A few days later, the bodhi tree really did grow to three thousand zhang tall, just as he had said. Its leaves blotted out the sky and sun, and its branches bent under the weight of its fruit.
Seeing the sight before him, Chongzhen murmured, "He wasn't boasting. He really wasn't boasting!"
Some time later, Su Changsheng once again stood on a mountain peak and addressed the people below. "The rice grown from these seeds contains dozens of times more spiritual energy than ordinary spirit rice."
Chongzhen thought to himself, Big brother, you're boasting again. But I like it.
Last time, that boast had made him a fortune, and he was sure this time would be no different.
He shouted, "That's right! Big brother's boasting is spot on! Big brother is mighty!"
The eunuchs and Embroidered Uniform Guards beside him shouted in unison, "The Abbot is mighty!"
Some time later, Su Changsheng stood atop the mountain and called down to the crowd, "Up north, there's a Cloud Pool filled with immortal water. It grows nothing but immortal lotuses. Just eat one, and you'll..."
Just as he was speaking with great passion, Chongzhen clamped a hand over his mouth.
"Big brother, I'm begging you, please stop boasting. We haven't even taken that place yet. If you keep talking like this, who knows how many more years it'll take us to conquer it..."
