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爲什麽陶瓷加工廠要使用陶瓷自動噴漆設備？

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲陶瓷自動噴漆設備编辑： 400-088-0769/18025258586 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2020.04.27

陶瓷自動噴漆設備是陶瓷廠家实现自动化喷涂的重要设备。下面自动喷漆設備廠家—鵬鲲小編就來給大家講述下；

1、生产效率提高：自动喷漆設備可以控制生产节奏，只需开机整个车间的物流从来料、上件、喷涂、干燥、烘烤、下件、包装等全套流程一气呵成，简单高效。
2、提高产量：连续较长长时间喷漆，陶瓷自動噴漆設備每天的产量会比手动喷涂多出至少60%，且自動噴塗可以選擇雙盤或多把槍的噴塗方式，産量可以再提高。
3、提高喷涂质量和合格率：陶瓷自動噴漆設備产品合格率能达到90%，但是人工噴塗的合格率平均能達到80%就不錯了，特別是PU和UV，因工人情緒，環境等因素的影響，人工噴塗合格率甚至只能達到70%，而不良品的油漆就是浪費的。
4、節省成本，整個車間和生産線僅需五個人，可以節省大量的人工成本，自動噴漆機的合格率高，可以最大化提升品質、降低不良率、節省大量油漆。

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