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返回列表 作者：噴油加工廠家编辑： 180-2525-7959/400-088-0769 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2021.09.15

有很多客戶無論是噴塗産品還是噴油絲印産品的時候，爲了減少色差和品質異常的産生，噴油加工廠家往往都會給客戶先打樣，那爲什麽要打樣呢？針對這個問題，東莞鵬訊技術員給我們的是這樣解釋的：

打樣調配油漆前，我們要清楚色號，因爲實物的話沒有色號，我們打樣師傅會按照一定的比例調，爲了讓色彩更接近預期，我們只能通過多次打樣來確定色彩的偏差範圍。尤其當我們需要大批量生産的時候，都是經過多次的打樣、調整顔色、再打樣來確保效果，然後噴油廠拿著樣品爲客戶對色，確保批量産品能和打樣的一致。另外有一些工藝是比較複雜的，比如噴油後透光鐳雕，需要經過打樣來確定情況，直到客戶認可，簽字確認。

比如，客戶找到我們，會發圖檔或是樣品過來，問我們能不能做到一樣的效果。當然，我們必須要清楚了解這款産品的工藝特點，品質測試要求。然後好做一下打樣的准備：調配油漆油墨，噴塗後烘烤，絲印的位置尺寸等等。爲了減少這種誤差，我們會對打樣産品做出百分百投入，當然，這也要看看實際出出來的效果，最終是否與樣品一致。

總之，生産大貨前噴油打樣的目的，是爲了避免産品品質的一致性，雖然說打樣是要一定的成本，但這道程序是必須要做的，這也是對自己專業水平的一種證實，同時也是對客戶的

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