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如何確保保溫杯自動噴漆機的穩定性？

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲保溫杯自動噴漆機编辑： 400-088-0769/199-0769-9619 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2020.09.27

保溫杯自動噴漆機的設計爲環保型的,以減少汙染物的排放,环保型自动噴塗設備的设计,应充分考虑使用噴塗設備系统的稳定性是整个喷涂生产过程中尤为重要的。那么如何有效的确保保溫杯自動噴漆機的稳定性呢?

1、在噴塗生産中選擇穩定性好的噴槍。

2、選擇穩定性好的供油泵。注意供油泵的選擇應根據實際使用自動噴槍的數量來決定的。

3、在使用保溫杯自動噴漆機的时候,需要安裝攪拌機。啓動攪拌機的使用可以使油漆不沈澱和凝固,在工作時能夠時刻攪拌油漆,保證油漆混合性均勻。

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