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返回列表 作者：鵬鲲保溫杯自動噴漆線编辑： 180-3333-7397/400-088-0769 來源：发布日期： 2019.11.29

隨著時代浪潮的推進和保溫杯市場需求的不斷增加，保溫杯機械行業漸漸地展露出其優勢，在對市場要求的把控上漸漸地超過人工，這意味著保溫杯制造行業的機械化已經到來。今天我們要討論的是噴漆市場未來走向會如何，就現在的市場來看 保溫杯自動噴漆線 和人工噴漆各有優勢和劣勢，但隨著時代的不斷發展，人工噴漆的劣勢會越來越明顯。我們就這兩者分析一下不難得出結論。

保温杯喷漆的方式不外乎是人工喷漆和使用保溫杯自動噴漆線两种方式，我们比较一下两者的优劣势，看两者谁更能符合现在的市场趋势。首先是人工喷漆，其适用于产量较小的订单也就是说效率比较低的，就现在而言人工成本也是比较贵的，而且喷涂效果也很难保持一致性和稳定性。

再来说保溫杯自動噴漆線，其优点是拥有程序化和自动化的喷漆方式，可以使其提高效率同等时间内的产量，并且可以节省人工成本，保证最后喷漆效果的一致性和稳定性，并且可以有效控制喷涂行程，从而可以提高油漆使用率节省油漆。唯一的劣势就是初期投入会稍微高一些。但是随着人工成本越来越高，投资一台保温杯喷漆线就相当于预付喷油工几个月的工资半年左右就可回本，未来可以使用十年八年，它能创造的价值是难以估量的。

通过这两者的比较我们可以发现保溫杯自動噴漆線相对来说有着明显优势。随着保温杯市场的竞争，很多小型的企业在浪潮中慢慢地消失，而大的保温杯厂则需要效率高产量大的自动喷涂机来为其服务，所以在未来的保温杯喷漆市场中会出现自动喷涂机为主人工喷漆为辅的这样一种局面。

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