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如何根據自己的産品來選擇合適的噴漆設備？

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲自动化设备編輯：來源：发布日期： 2018.12.11

不同的産品都有自己的特點，所以在選擇自動噴漆設備時，都要有自己的先行規劃，或者讓，鵬鲲噴漆設備廠專業的設計工程師爲您量身定做適合您自己産品的噴漆設備，這樣才能大大提高生産效率，減少油漆損耗，降低用人成本。同時也爲您考慮到後續會出現的噴漆工藝異常，從而在今後的設備使用過程中有效減少甚至避免可能會出現的問題。噴漆設備厂生产的都是可调节式的设备，可以根据客户的日产量、工艺要求来调节喷涂速度和行程，那么自己的产品适合选择什么样的噴漆設備呢？

往复式喷漆机

1、首先看日産量大不大？産量大的話可以選擇做噴塗流水線，小産量可以選擇小型環形線或者單機（轉盤機，兩工位/四工位回轉，單盤/雙盤/四盤往複噴塗機）。

2. 产品的规格、种类多不多？形状单一的还是多种多样的？单一的可以选择用定枪环形线，异形件或者产品比较大规格的可以选择单机。

3、噴塗工藝需不要預熱、高溫烘烤？如果只是噴塗後自然風幹，不需要要烘烤可以選擇單機，如果需要預熱、除塵、噴塗、烘烤、冷卻的話，可以選擇鵬鲲的噴塗烘烤一體機，或者做整廠的大線體。

鵬鲲噴漆設備厂小编觉得在选用自动化噴漆設備时，还是让专业的设备厂家设计人员根据您的工厂实际情况为您量身定制比较好。更多噴漆設備的资讯尽在鵬鲲自动化噴塗設備公司：（）

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