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The artificial stone industry is mainly concentrated in Guangdong, Fujian, Shanghai, Jiangsu and other places. Due to natural sources of Stone becoming less and less, and the punishment of the blind extraction, artificial stone has seen a strong demand in Guangdong and Xiamen.

Artificial Marble and Engineered Stone Quartz in Guangdong, Shanghai and Fujian.

Also known as engineered stone, artificial marble is mixed with marble powder, resin and pigment, and then cast using the vacuum oscillation to form the block. Cutting, calibration, grinding and polishing are then done to output the slabs. Some factories have developed a special low-viscosity, high strength polyster resin, with which the mould-pressing artificial marble has high hardness, strength, good gloss, low water absorption, wear resistance, to meet exporting demand.

The processing of engineered stone quartz is quite similar to artificial marble, the difference is the use of different filler which is high wear-resistant quartz sand and quartz powder, about 90% filler content. Mohs hardness of up to 7 anti-scratch, and its properties of stain, water and fire resistance will probably make this material as the most popular artificial stone in the future. Engineered stone quartz is widely used in Australia, Canada and the United States for kitchen countertop, bathroom vanitytop, window sills, bar top and floor and wall covering.

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