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淺談噴塗烤漆設備與噴漆的區別及工藝！

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲噴塗烤漆設備编辑： 400_088_0769/180-2525-7959 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2020.01.31

烤漆是指噴漆後，不讓工件自然固化，而是將工件送入烤漆房，通過電熱或遠紅外線加熱，使漆層固化的過程。然而烤漆是噴漆的一種，普通噴漆是噴完漆後可自然晾幹或者進低溫烤爐烘幹。烤漆最重要的是在噴塗烤漆設備中的烤，經過烤漆，讓漆層的緊密性加強，不易脫落，且漆膜均勻，色彩飽滿。

噴塗烤漆設備的工艺流程：

上件→産品除塵→噴漆→烤漆房烘幹→冷卻→品質檢查→包裝→入庫

噴塗烤漆設備又分为：1.低温烤漆：固化温度为140°C~180°C；

2.高溫烤漆：固化溫度爲280°C~400°C

烤漆的特點：1.漆層緊密性強，不易脫落；漆膜均勻；顔色飽滿；防止五金件氧化；

噴塗烤漆設備适用范围：玻璃、五金、塑料、木制品、树脂工艺品、陶瓷等；

烤漆主要缺陷有以下几点：流漆；堆漆；异色；颗粒；溢漆；气泡；针眼；桔皮；刮/划伤；喷点；掉漆；变形；脏污；氧化等等。所以在平常生产过来程应特别注意，想要不出现以下情况，噴塗烤漆設備厂家的专业度的选择上就显的特别重要。专注喷涂加工厂必备机型的鵬鲲公司努力通过工匠精神丰富技术积累经验量身定制真正让更多客户投资自动化噴塗設備不到一年，半年甚至二三个月快速高产值低成本运作回本，24H连续表面喷钞作业，让你接单更易，成本更低，灵活性通用性功能更大，生产优势更明显！先进自动喷涂生产线配套专业技术轻松干喷涂！有幸巧遇抓住机会，下一个受益者不是你又有谁？拔通电话400_088_0769/180-2525-7959咨询!

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